Hope

A seed floating in the wind with no direction
Slowly fading away, it has no protection
Lands on the bank but sees no reflection
A choice must be made, life's intersection

Grow into a tree or fade into the past
Soar like an eagle, this spring may be it's last
A decision must be made before the dead of night
Is it time to lie down and die, or is it time to fight

It made the right choice and decided to grow
But wasn't its choice to make, of this it did not know
Already determined the seed would never be a tree
It dreams of a better life but hope is all it will ever be

This place "sucks"

Today my parents are vacuuming the entire house. Turns out they have more than one vacuum! The amount of suction going on above my head while I lay restless in the basement is frightening. I can hear dustmites screaming for help, and oh no, here comes the rug doctor. I'll throw the funeral right after my pity party.

Let's talk about Joplin, Missouri for a brief second.
It's like a smelly kid in class holding the door open for you. It's a nice thought, but you just want to get through as fast as possible.
That's where I am, and it's where most of my friends are not.
It's where my ex is.
Where I don't want to be.
I'm not even going to bring up meth...

But life has been blessed!
I love the ups and downs I face, they keep me challenged and hopeful.
I'm thankful for the friends I do still have, and my newfound joy for blueberry bagels.

Joplin-I love you, but you beat kittens.