Future me?

So today while I was in the shower I reflected upon my day. While at the gym (of course) I was speaking with an old schooler, you'll get what I mean by this later. He's sort of the care taker of the gym almost throughout the entire day. He's been running marathons since he was 14 years old back in the day, and he's about to turn 74. While he was training me as I was hitting the punching bag, we held a brief conversation about the new school vs the old school. While I understand where he's coming from, things change, yet a lot of the basic fundamentals remain the same, which of course is understandable. The greatest thing about this was that I saw myself in this guy. Even though he's about to turn 74 soon and he's been running/boxing/training his whole life, the fire that keeps him going is still there. Day in and day out, this guy never quits training. It was quite stunning hearing him talk about the past as if it was still present today for him. I wonder if I'll be like him one day in the future, still excited about working out, and having fun while doing it. I could not believe how awe struck I was by his mindset and his whole attitude towards how he was living his life. I also could not believe he was turning 74, this guy doesn't look a day older than 55, at most and that's pretty amazing to me. Hopefully I'll maintain HALF the dedication this guy has, because to go that far from that age, you've got to be in it to win it, as they say. I'm going to try to keep up, do you think you have it in you? I hope I do.

You title it.

I've made wrong decisions before, but never realized it until it was too late. I don't think I can wait, but it did always seem as if the answer to this question would be told by fate. The silence is the worst part of it all, because that's when you think. That's when the thinkings that you kind of sort of wanted to forget, resurface and then follows regret holding hands with sorrow, laughing at your blunder that you won't ever be able to take back. Unless of course, it really was meant to be, then you get a second chance that not many receive. But maybe by then you wont want to believe that it was you and not her that fucked up. You need to slow down the tempo, and stay focused the room may start spinning but don't throw up. Then again, no one ever knows the answers to the future, whether it's a good mistake or a bad one, people say as you get older, you learn from your mistakes, well I've learned to make them in different ways, variations, and equations. I just change the variable and solve it using the wrong methods. Fuck, I don't know where this is going, I'm just writing as I go along. Add to the fact I've already lost many hours of sleep, contemplating about this, just wish I could close my eyes and have the answer come to me. If I had the Green lanterns ring, then I could just Will it to be. Even then I wouldn't know exactly what it would be, Yes or No? Maybe but even so, no concrete %100 percent, on the dollar answer. I'd probably backfire on myself, and create a blackhole that would swallow me up whole, that would be one way to solve this problem, who knows I guess I just got to wait and see, if it really was meant to be.

Ode to my followed-people? Idk what to call it

I've come to notice the good stuff only comes when i'm feeling down or things aren't really going my way, and eso no es muy bueno. I feel like I've got to find another way to make myself write some good stuff! Besides that and that I'm trying (kind of) hard in school to be good, blogging's kind of taken the back burner right now...man the only way i'll start writing more stuff is if I get people that are actually reading and commenting on it to say to keep writing. Other than that, absolutely noooo motivation! lol though the people I follow right now, I do actually read your blogs, it's always interesting to me to read about how other people are feeling, and dealing with life, whether it's through poems, or just free writing. Especially if I can offer some type of insight to their words. Well, it's late and I'm all out of Sake, gonna go to sleep and try and hit the gym eaaaarrrly manana. But to my bloggers, keep it coming! I'll keep reading and commenting.

The Little Things

Step on the floor, it makes the loudest whisper as it cracks under my feet. Walk outside, the bitterness in the air fills my lungs with the smug reality of the world. A man drives by with his windows rolled up and a cigarette in hand, his passenger is death and they're holding hands. An old couple sits across from me in the bus, having lived through the bests of times and it shows in their faces but for some reason it looks like they're just getting started on life...She smiles at me and makes my heart race, can't believe she's so beautiful, hope the moment lasts forever and doesn't pass me by like the second that just did and is now history. I want to grab it and beat the seconds down in my palm for going so fast! I'll hope to hit them as hard as possible to attempt and knock time back, even if only for a moment, it would be worth the fight. Now please, just stand still for me so I can snap this picture which will be worth, as they say, "more than a thousand words" with infinite adjectives to describe it, but then in return Ill say its priceless, because I'll be sure to create new ones if I ever run out of ways to express the beauties of the subtleties in my life. And that's just something no one can take away, and in retrospect thats what makes the little things in life, remarkably more memorable than anything else I can ever fathom.

Like I said, I'm not sure if I like it too much. Please, share your comments, and criticism because I'd really like to know.

Been a while huh

Daaaamn, it's been a minute since I put anything up! Haven't forgot about the blog though. Always thinking about changing the type of content I put up but it's a very selective process. I'm about to put up a piece that I dont feel is finished but for the sake of keeping the blog going I'll post it up in a little bit. The feel of the work seems to me like it's a bit all over the place. I think it ended up going that way because I started writing it a long time ago, like sometime around the summer last year, and just recently added more to it in an attempt to complete it. But alas, it still doesnt feel that way to me.