Wide-Eyed Girl

A couple of days ago, this adorable little girl smiled at me. She was in her mommy's shopping cart, along with her older sister. She was wearing a blue, denim dress, was holding gum in her hand, and her eyes were sea-blue. Her hair was in the shape of a bowl put upside down. Okay, I'm bored of calling her "she" so I'll just call her Layla.

As Layla came closer to the cashier, she noticed the candy her mom was buying for her, and her face suddenly lit up. She started dancing and laughing, then the guy put them in the bag. Layla rapidly went from one mood to the other. Her face was so red, and she starting dropping a few tears, until eventually her mommy took her out of the shopping cart, and gave her some candy. I wanted to offer to help her out first, but she ignored me, so I helped her sister out.

Layla later continued to smile at me, and right before she left with her lovely family, she extended her tiny arm, and offered me a piece of Oreo; one that she was just about to eat. I just stood there, amazed by her beautiful soul. She was willing to give me a piece of what she wanted to get so badly, impatiently waiting in her cart for someone to give it to her. Me? A person she's never seen before in her life. I was in awe. Truly fascinated by the beauty of children; of their innocence, and their love for other people. Nowadays, if a friend, or maybe a sibling, asks you for a slice of the pizza you're having for lunch, you'd eat him alive.

Now, I know you're wondering if I took it or not, well I didn't. But if I did, I would've kept it, wrapped up, forever. Such a beautiful moment. She never took her smile off. I saw other people looking at her, smiling and then looking away, putting their neutral faces back on. But I just couldn't hold my smile back. And I couldn't look away, I mean, I wanted that moment to last for as much as it could. Something so pure and so strong in such a tiny body. Just like that, my whole day was more cheerful that it ever could be. Right before that small incident, I had had a fight with a family member and was in the worst mood ever. That little angel managed to turn my whole day around.

I seriously want something that would keep my soul alive like that on a daily basis. There must be something I could do, someone I could see. I shall find out soon enough.

But until then,

Love from FS

Sunglasses

So a friend of mine asked me today what my "theme" for the blog is, and it just hit me. People are going to be coming in, expecting things from this blog now. I mean, I came here with the intention of confusing you people, not giving you straightforward shit. I hope YOU're not expecting anything.

Anyway, I just had the most random thought this morning, while I was having breakfast with two awesome people. I realized that when we're out with someone, especially with ones you really feel connected to, you kind of expect something memorable to happen. But at the same time, things are going pretty normal. Like when you have your sunglasses on, you see and feel things in a certain way, you take them off and suddenly a whole new feeling takes over. You following?

I mean, things may seem very dull and ordinary to you at one moment, and then suddenly something crazy happens and you laugh your heart out, forever remembering that incident. This is the beauty of good company. The most important thing is you don't force it.  And the most awesome part is that it happens every single time. Or maybe I'm just lucky.

But don't worry, I'm not always this lucky. Sometimes, the most fun I could have during a slow day is putting the right flasher on (on purpose) while driving, when the road is obviously heading to the right (no other options) so that the car behind me would think I'm a total idiot, and I would laugh at myself for a sec. Oh yeah, this is how bad it gets.

Speaking of, I've always wondered if it would be possible for anyone to enjoy traffic? I mean, why's everybody in such a hurry. You'll get there when you get there! When I'm late to an appointment (which is all the time), I usually set a new, much later, appointment in my head. I only start freaking out if I'm late for both. And what's with the horns? For God's sake they're not made to be used 24/7!

Okay, I'm good. I'm actually not, but it's okay. Life is good. And that's all that matters. Would change a million things, if I could.

But until then,

Love from FS

Hello World, Hope You're Reading

I'm very intimidated by what I'm about to write, launching my first blog post. Because I'm prone to lose control of the things I might say, on a regular basis, to you guys. I don't know how this "should" go, so I'll improvise. And I want you to know, to start with, that many of the things I may say are going to be vague, so you can all relate to them in a way that makes you comfortable. I will also use some of my "Free Writing" methods, that may juggle you from one state of mind to the next, so quickly. But don't panic, it's good for you. So refreshing.

I thought about checking out other blogs before I start my own, just to get an idea of how they're supposed to be n shit. But I thought I'd play with you all a bit, give you a taste of my twisted mind.

But enough about me, let's talk about me. I've been wanting to create a blog for a very long time now. I made the decision recently because of Shorty, a beautiful person whom I love and respect. And I hope you enjoy the ride. I write a lot. I have almost 34,000 posts on Twitter! I know, save it. I just like to pour my heart out to strangers. I'm cool like that. 

So, have you ever wondered what would happen if you just....

Never mind.

Holding back my thoughts again. Isn't it just sad, how much we keep to ourselves? And for what? Fear? Pride? Ignorance?

I will keep doing this until I can't hold them back anymore. And until you all believe that I'm not mentally stable.

But until then,

Love from FS