Thoughts.

I was sitting on the front steps of my building on Saturday morning slightly hung over and drinking a soy cappachino and eating a roll, and as I enjoyed these things I wittnessed what some might call cute.Across the street was three old women walking with each other one holding the others hand because she couldnt lift herself to see straight in front of her.This sight was sad for me, it reminded me of many reasons why growing old isnt a beautiful thing, even if you have someone to share this process with.Growing old and becoming dependant is sad.From the age of 17 till about 26 I helped my parents out with their parents.I would not trade in any of those moments for anything else in the world, I loved each and everyone of my grandparents unconditionally and I did what was needed and asked of me. Because of my expierence taking care of my grandparents I have seen what happens with old age,and yes to some it is cute and beautiful but to me it is nothing but the mind fadeing and the body giving up.
I believe in living life as if it might be your last day,I believe in chasing dreams,never giving up,what some might call going for broke.I spent the day just really enjoying the nice weather and thinking about how exciting it is going to be getting on a plane and traveling and being able to meet people and see new things. I am who I am because of what I have done and I am going to be even better when I return from my travels.I think about my friends,my family, and I keep close to me the people who inspire me to create in which ever way I choose because this world and its demands can suck the creativity dry outta you if you arent careful.
Life is beautiful.Enjoy it while we have it.