I Am the Luckiest

To My Best Friend:

I've just come back up to Utah to finish up my degree, and I am severely lacking without your company. Everyone wants to know all about you, and I figured there would be no harm in giving them a bit of an idea. I hope you don't mind.

You have a good mind. From what both you and your mom have told me, you have always been a bit of a smarty-pants. I love talking politics and philosophy with you (even if you support Sarah Palin). You know a lot about most things. I am constantly impressed.

You are confident. Or at least you are good at acting like you are, even when you are put on the spot. Confidence is extremely attractive to me.

You have good taste. Music, clothes, whatever it is, you have the best taste in everything. (I suppose this might just mean that our taste is similar)

You dream big. No commendable achievement came as a result of dreaming small. Knowing you, I am confident that you will mek at least some of those dreams a reality.

You are sensible. You dream big, but you act sensibly, for the most part. You think things through. You are aware, you pay attention to detail, and you know a lot about the world. Best of all, you think realistically. I trust your judgment, and I really admire you for this.

You are fun. You always make me laugh. I love your dancing and your singing... especially in combination. You keep me entertained. I have fun just talking on the phone with you, and I don't typically love long phone conversations. I love being in your company more than anything else.

You are good with people. This includes children- you are very good with children. I have had lots of opportunity to witness this. I know you will be a great father one day.

I really respect what you are doing as career. Your job is difficult, important, and very much under appreciated. Your schedule is obscene. But your actions tell me that you take it seriously and you do a good job.


When I first met you, I was blown away. You were all I was looking for and could not find. And you know what? You still are. I still can't believe my good fortune. Do I really get to keep you forever?

I know you have a lot on your mind right now, but I know you will make good decisions.


Yours Forever,
Kim

"And how can I stand here with you
and not be moved by you?"

We Surely Can

We can be heroes for ever and ever.

:)

;)

What Life Can Be

I was out on my daily walk around the neighborhood with my mom when I noticed a particularly interesting tree. It was a very full tree with hundreds of little branches all shooting out from the trunk in arcs. The tips of the branches tapered off in all directions, the centermost branches extending upward and the rest reaching outward and toward the ground. Streams of energy seemed to flow forcefully from the roots of the trees, but stop abruptly at the tip of each branch. The tree looked like a firework halted mid-explosion. And the tree seemed to long to fulfill the explosion and send branches in all directions; a powerful, unforgettable reminder of what life can be.

My life feels just the same.

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I was perched outside in the pouring rain
Trying to make myself a sail
Then I’ll float to you my darlin’
With the evening on my tail
Although not the most honest means of travel
It gets me there nonetheless
I’m a heartless man at worst, babe
And a helpless one at best

Darling I’ll bathe your skin
I’ll even wash your clothes
Just give me some candy, before I go
Oh, darling I’ll kiss your eyes
And lay you down on your rug
Just give me some candy
After my hug

Oh I’m often false explaining
But to her it plays out all the same
and although I’m left defeated
It get’s held against my name
I know you got plenty to offer baby
But I guess I’ve taken quite enough
Well I’m some stain there on your bedsheet
You’re my diamond in the rough

Darling I’ll bathe your skin
I’ll even wash your clothes
Just give me some candy
before I go
Oh, darling I’ll kiss your eyes
And lay you down on your rug
Just give me some candy
After my hug

I know that there´re writings on the wall
But Darling I’ll bathe your skin
I’ll even wash your clothes
Just give me some candy
After my hug

Oh I’ll be there waiting for you

(Oh I’ll be there waiting for you)
All the cutthroats and their jagged ends
All of them have got me waiting and waiting
(Oh I’ll be there waiting for you)
All the cheap and the sugary philosophies
Have got me on the fence just waiting and waiting

(Oh I’ll be there waiting for you)
All the angels, and their halos
All they do is keep me waiting and waiting
(Oh I’ll be there waiting for you)

-"Candy" Paolo Nutini