One Winter

There is this line from a John Lennon song called “Beautiful Boy” that goes “Life is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans”. (I believe the first version is by John Lennon but I’m too lazy to look it up so whatever!)

I hope that I’m never missing what’s going on in my present while I’m too busy making plans for the future.

I hope I can someday learn to stop stressing out about money and just learn to enjoy what’s happening to me now regardless of the material things I have or what concerts I missed out on.

I hope that one night I stop dreaming about people that I’m not friends with anymore that I don’t know anymore or don’t care about me.

I’m glad I finally did something that was for me that I wanted. Something “careless” you could say. Because people don’t do enough of that these days. And by “people” I mean me.

I never want to have any regrets.

I want to make mixtapes and listen to them in my car that doesn’t have a CD player.

I want to not care if I’m having a good hair day or not because it really doesn’t matter.

I want to be surrounded by my friends and laugh at our inside jokes but still enjoy the quiet time that I always have by myself.

There is something so quiet and peaceful about the silence of snow falling in the winter but I can never help but feel so nostalgic during the summer. Maybe its because I don’t have homework or essays to write. Even working doesn’t seem to bother me anymore because I cherish the time I get with my friends even more.

My favorite song by the Smiths is “Is it really so strange?” because I can’t help the way I feel. The song is very me.

I want a Smiths record. But more than that, I would love a record player.
Until then, I am happy. I love this feeling.