A Very Brief Reflection

So much creative energy, just at the wrong time. Maybe I should just channel it towards my lab report – make it fun and spunk. I don’t really care about grades anymore, it’s how much I enjoy classes that matters. After this year, I’ll face back the same pressures that have constrained me all these years. Now's the time to let loose and do the best you can possibly do and not hurt anyone along the way. That’s the most important part, that no one is hurt. But maybe I’ve been hurting people.

Maybe I’ve been giving people the wrong impression and haven’t realized it. Maybe I’ve disliked some behaviors based on wrong judgment.

Well, it’s all in the past. I just need to be able to put down my defensive barrier and believe that it’s for the good. After all, being vulnerable usually leads to more love, of course, with trusted people.

But I have a lot of people I can lean on for help:
From Kadir, I get strength and hope.
From Freshta, I get courage.
From Farah, I get the child-like happiness.
From my dad, I get structure.
From my mom, I get lessons.
From Samira, I get logic.
From Pomplamoose, I get life and music.
From Ingrid Michaelson, I get comfort.
From Annie, Ari, Molly, Stephanie and Krisden – I get a girl’s essential needs.

Like my brother said, every person he meets adds something to his life. To list this would be impossible. But those are the few that pop up in my head in this creative, need-to-be-release moment.