by: Cleopatra Christopher
Life takes you places. In six months, I have learned to live and right now I’m exactly where I’m meant to be. I am excited about life, I’m full of hope and from my cup an abundance of youthfulness runneth over. It’s the moments, the spontaneous or carefully thought out [dwivs] , the fun nights out with friends, the memorable and life changing dates, the people, the sun, sand , sea, restaurants, the music… the smells. The here and now is the best, there’s no time like the present, and I’m taking it in. In six months I’ve gotten closer to me, made new friends, smiled more, gotten more productive and precise, and I’m one step closer to starting my career and doing the things I feel will impact positively on the lives of others. A few things are still missing; however, and I can improve in so many ways, but for now I just want to “live”. I want to live a life that’s rich and full, I want to travel , learn, grow and glow. I want to make the best of my time here.
We lose friends everyday, some have lost their way, others have fallen through the cracks of a system that sometimes deliberately chooses to forget about you, while others have passed on leaving only memories of their faces, smiles and the sound of their laughter as we remember their short time here on planet Earth . So R.I.P to Half- Man, you have lived and your life is a reminder to us to live, to be rich in spirit, to be grateful and to be humbled by the smallest of things, and to be happy and full of goodness.
“So tonight I represent the guy with the money who lives fast, but baby don’t die young… tonight just go all the way with me.” ~Nonso Amadi- Tonight
I wish you could hear my morning, birds chirping, chicks clucking, mangoes falling, leaves rustling, cats meowing, dogs barking and prayers being prayed as the yellow sun rises to a gleaming Caribbean sunny. It’s the type of morning that makes you think, “it’s a beautiful day to be alive, and a beautiful day to save lives.” Therefore, you pray an extra prayer for the less fortunate, you feel slightly more grateful for what you have and where you are in life, and you feel more positive about the day ahead. Today I feel really mellow, I don’t want much, I don’t have the urge to say much, I just have a few tasks that need to get done, and I pray that they all get done in good time.
[Ms. Cleo you is perdy, you is beautiful, you is smart, and today you is a child of God, be fearless , let nothing remove the glimmer of hope that still exists in your eyes, you can do it.]
And today, I press forward, all my insecurities, disappointments and feelings of doubt shall be left behind, I’ll sweep them out before I take off so that when I come home, they don’t creep up on me while I am alone.
So have an awesome day, whatever battle you’re fighting, take it to God , you are awesome, and amazingly special. Sing this song to yourself, Be so into you. Tamia – I’m So into You -DTwinz Cover
“When shit hit the fan is you still a fan ? Won’t you look to your left and right , make sure you ask your friends.”( Kendrick Lamar, Mortal Man)
And so the cookie crumbles, with that being said, I have no choice but to step out again, I seem to have missed the mark , miscalculated , misinterpreted , jumped the gun , put the left foot in the right shoe, and all my buttons in the wrong holes. And yes, I do admit that I feel like an idiot. I believe in divine decree , but all I can hear is Bryson Tiller playing in the back of my mind , “I am on a whole ‘nother level , girl he only fucked you over cause you let him ” Bryson Tiller, Don’t , but as with all fresh wounds , we must lick them sooner than later if we are to heal properly.
However, it’s always interesting how we only listen to our guts when we’re almost starved to death. And in the same breath we try to feed our empty souls which we have long forsaken, and forgotten also need to eat. Nevertheless , there comes a time when we must make like newborn vampires and feed. So let me be positively annoying and say , the bright side is , “the rest is still unwritten.” Natasha Bedingfield- Unwritten