This post should be a positive one, however, during these times with the COVID-19 pandemic, a positive post is hard to type. But here goes...

 Five good things about being isolated from society:

-more time to spend with my love ones (-my significant other and my two fur babies)
-more sleep (no long daily commutes to and from work)
-eating healthier
-more sex
-and time to enter a blog post.

What I don't like about the current crisis, are the nightmares.

10:18 p.m. I'm listening to Beethoven, Piano Sonata NO. 14, Moonlight. What is this life? Why? The glass of Chardonnay is not even half full -just the way society wants it to be.

The Chardonnay. A memory that will never be forgotten. The red tree.

I remember the day of the red tree. Dark. Very dark. Shame upon me. Never again. I hate those souls with a PASSION. I will never forget their faces -all of them. They will receive the very same darkness as they portrayed on my very soul. Karma.

The red tree. How beautiful you are -the taste of your fruits -so delightful; yet, so dark. You’re a dark angel -you red tree.

Good night, good people. Dance around the red tree -but don’t let those sorrowful souls annihilate your heart like they did mine. I’ll see you in my dreams.  

Holy socks

Today, as I was shopping for groceries, I’ve found it very hard to buy something for me -nice. I needed socks and a new shirt; however, I put them back on the rack. I felt so guilty about buying necessities for me. Currently, my socks all have holes in them and my clothes are fading from the multiple washes they have all endured. Food or socks? An easy question -food, and toiletries.  Overall, the thought that I was able to buy them -at that very instant, was gratitude in the making. One day, I’ll get those socks and that nice shirt. In the meantime, I’ll take care of my priorities.

Furthermore, as I was walking throughout the store, broke as shit, I focused on the good. I’ve witnessed the most beautiful smiles, love, and a sense of contentment. I am grateful for my life -when I am focusing on the good. Focus only on the good -so that more good will come to you.

What a life -a good life. It only gets better from here.

The 70 MPH path

It’s 12:20 a.m. This 70 MPH path is temporary -right? This home is temporary; however, it feels like home. I don’t want it to be. I feel that my home is about 35 miles away. I miss you already. Life gets me down when you’re not with me. Who are you? WHY does my heartache for you? Who are you? WHY do you make my heart weak in your presence? Who are you?

This path at 70 MPH is my bridge. I want to go back -the other way. Why is there a path between us? The taste of your kiss is the light that brings the darkness in a time when I'm lost. Whenever I think of you, I see your smile on a sunny day -a day that I will never forget. Your eyes -so beautiful- so perfect in the sunlight -so grand in many ways. That smile -oh my! I have never seen such a beautiful smile in my LIFE. Thank you for inspiring mankind with your beauty; beauty of blessings in this dark world. I don’t know if I’m your key; I hope I am your final chapter.

I guess, for now, my journey on this 70 MPH path is part of my journey. My journey to you. A beautiful journey.

The journey to you

It’s 7:54 a.m. What is this journey? Where am I going? Is it to something grand? What is this path -this mat of soil and gravel mixed to perfection? Where are you leading me?

10:20 p.m. Laying in bed -focusing on gratitude. I am grateful for many things in life. What is going on in this life? I don't know. I do know what I want from it; however, will I ever obtain it? Yes, I will.
Nothing but random thoughts in this ever entry. Random thought of gratitude and longing. Laying in my bed, looking into the space around me. Love is missing.

The night is here. The darkness is gone, though. Light is everywhere. Rest well and good dreams to you.

Love

Word cannot describe what happened. My heart racing against time. My body allowing you to be inside my physical being. What is it? Oh god… You feel so good.
Sunny day, the typical traffic, the guilt; a combination to a particular moment. A moment that -can- be described as beam of external light. What is it?
The mirror. Who are you? I know that you only show the present time of reality -a glimpse of this very moment that determines the present. Why are you looking at me? You, only you -who is able to shine. I see you looking at me -not judging me of my flaws. You, you are true.
Last night, I had two nightmares. Both allowed my body to sweat fear, emotions, and betrayal. A betrayal of what? My peace, my life, my everything that matters now?
Tomorrow, however, will be a mystery. I want you inside of my soul. My passion is to make you satisfied in one’s life. Who are you? My Heart is… well, it is what it is -love.

The sun

Darkness is here. The sun said, goodbye. Where are you? Where did you go? Your guidance I seek -the warm air you portrayed on my path; where are you?
What should I do now? When I was walking on my path, earlier, did you see me? Did you know that I find shelter in your presence? Did you know any of this -my thoughts darkened by your whereabouts now? My sun, my light, my soul. Where are you? Take me back to the time when I was happy.
Today, I tried to inspire many -many in this world that have been cursed by one’s being. A being of no assistance to one’s matter. All is lost – a loss for many.
As I am preparing to retire this day,  I am thinking of my life. I love this life, I love me, and I love to love. Love is special to me. What is life without -loving? Love is grand. It brought me to this very instance -a terror on my path. Light, darkness, and love are all the requirements… of what?
Good night, world. Sweet dreams.