We are pilots.

"A loving heart is the beginning of all knowledge." I had a really great day today, and you know, there really wasn't any particular reason why. I just, enjoyed every breath of air...every blink of an eye...every smile from every stranger on the street or in a passing car. It's not love, it's not drugs, it's not money, it's just happiness.

I've recently gotten my priorities back in order. They were so askew before and I'm happy that I know where and what I'm doing again. My head is finally clear of all the mess and I can breathe, think, and live much better. I'm not like a walking zombie anymore.

Being single is pretty fun. I don't have to worry about being cheated on, saying the wrong thing, trying to impress someone, being on my tip toes worrying all the time, you know the drill. It feels good to just have to worry about myself and not someone else all the time. Yeah, I miss cuddling and being romantic, but there is a time and a place for all that; and it's not now. I'm actually happy for once. And that means more to me than the angels on the moon.

Don't get me wrong, the moon is beautiful. I love sitting outside on a crisp autumn night and just basking in the moon's glory while enjoying a cigarette but, happiness is more than that. Happiness is the key to life.

I went outside with Isabella, my adorable Shiatsu, and we played in the grass and took pictures this afternoon. The weather is so very lovely today. Windy, nippy, and cloudy. I love that. It rained a little today on my way to class, but otherwise, it was quite enjoyable. Well, we were outside playing and just laying in the cool grass and I just realized how happy I am. I have a great family, a great social life, a great academic future, and many great things that keep me preoccupied in between, that do in fact bring me joy.

There are however, a few things I would like to accomplish in the near future. I want to make a few new friends who can influence me in the best ways, pick up a few new hobbies, get my tattoo and new camera, and get back in touch with a few people whom I miss. Sometimes I can be a material girl, but I know what's important in the end, aye.

I think I'm going to take a nice bubble bath tonight, light some candles, and read 'Be' by A.C Ping. This book is about being happy in your life and is a really great read! Another really great book is called 'Quiet your Mind' by John Selby. If you are into "Self-empowerment" books, these are two great picks. Reading is one of my favorite past times.

But, You know, life is kind of like taking a bite into a Granny Smith apple. Sometimes it tastes sweet and you want more, and then other times, it's sour, you pucker up, and don't want another bite. Its kinda like we are in life, aka the sky, and we are just flying to stay alive, like pilots.




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