Today, I want to talk about Inverness, California. Its a little town located about 2 hours from San Francisco. Its filled with so much nature; there are trees everywhere, lakes, bushes, various animals, no signal for your phone. No one understands the feeling of joy I get every time we drive up there. The weather, the atmosphere, the scenery, the people, I love it all. Even the 7 hour drive up there gets me happy. Just knowing that we are on our way there gets me excited, and let's me savor every moment I spend in that car, traveling. I have a certain playlist I listen to every time we go up there, and I am currently listening to it, and its bringing back some memories. Every time I go up there I fall more in love with this place, and the more I wish I could just live up there. I think that even if I were homeless, and I lived up there I would not mind. I just love it. I get this indescribable feeling, and I like that feeling. I feel at peace, happy, satisfied, at ease. So many good things have happened up there. Every time I come back to Whittier, I have a new memory to share with friends, to keep to myself, or in this case, to share with you. I'm free up there. I have all the freedom in the world while I'm up there. I can go anywhere. Even taking a walk to the local market is an adventure, and the things I see along the way are beautiful. And the smell. Oh that smell, how I wish I could bottle it up and take it everywhere with me. Its this fresh, forest-like smell. This smell too is indescribable, but it brings me peace, and as I inhale it, all my troubles and worries seem to fade away. So many memories, as I write this I am trying not to tear up. All these memories are coming to my head, I wish I was up there at this moment. I hope I get to live there one day, so that I can be surrounded by all of this every single day of my existence. And I hope that you have a place like this, dear reader. A place that you always get excited to go to no matter how far. A place that brings you joy and pace. And when you do, move there as soon as you can, so that you can be happy every single day too. I want to know about this special place of yours, so I encourage you to share it with me at email@example.com. Tell me about YOUR Inverness and the way it makes you feel. I hope I have inspired you, or at least entertained you. Thank you.
I feel as though I was born in the wrong generation. I am very sure, and very aware that many of us feel the same way, but man you don't realize how strongly I believe that I was born in the wrong generation. Today's teenagers disgust me. The way they dress, the way they act, the "music" they listen to; all of it is crap. Now, I can rant on and on about why my generation sucks, but I'd rather not. I'd rather talk about how great the 60's were, in my opinion. Sure the war in Vietnam was going on and racism in America was still a big deal, but there were hippies, GREAT music, and good vibes. I wish I could have been there when the hippie movement began. Hippies worshiped Mother Nature, they defied authority, and seemed to not have a care in the world (other than protesting to end the war). I wish teenagers today could be that way. Not caring about the way they look/dress, all coming together as one, being calm & loving, and listening to some rad tunes. The world would be so much better if we all had that mentality, but unfortunately its not that way. Everyone only cares for themselves, people are rude and uptight, and some, not all, people have bad music tastes. I know this contradicts my first post about living for today and enjoying the present, but by me sharing this with you, it'll hopefully show you where a lot of my thoughts come from. They come from the years 1967-1969. The way I talk, the way I act, the way I think, the way I perceive things all come from those amazing years. Imagine the world filled with a bunch of hippies, how awesome that'd be, living life in peace. "You may say I'm a dreamer, but I am not the only one.I hope some day you join us, and the world will be as one."
Well, this is my first post and I am unsure on how to begin, so I will just write what comes to mind. In my life I have learned quite a few things, and I'm only 16. It amazes me. Now I'm not talking about the stuff we learn at school, like the quadratic formula, or Newton's laws of motion; I'm talking about myself. It boggles my mind, the fact that we learn about ourselves throughout life. You'd think you'd have a pretty good idea of who you are, but in reality you know about yourself as much as others do. And we change. Two years ago, I did not have the thoughts, the interests, the music tastes I do now. I look back at myself and wonder what the hell I was thinking. We are constantly changing whether we know it or not; some of us for the better, others for the worst, depending on how you perceive the world. Lately, I have been taking things easy. I've learned that not everything is or will remain perfect. My English teacher this year has taught me that everything will be flawed, so there is no point in attempting to preserve it. He may have just been talking about a scratch on a car, or a stain on a new shirt, but to me it meant something else. Everything will be flawed, so why worry? I have had that question engraved in my head since he mentioned this. And now, I don't get so upset over things that don't go the way I want them to. It may sound pessimistic, but to me it seems optimistic. By things being already flawed, then there is no reason to be worried. It's gonna happen, it's inevitable, so might as well let it happen sooner than later so that you stop having to worry about it. Enjoy things,people, places the way they are right now at the moment, don't think about the way they'll be in the future. You'll spend too much time focusing on the future that you won't be able to enjoy them while they're still there. So I ask you dear reader, to not sweat it. Whether it'd be something as small as cracking your phone screen, or losing a friend, if it happens, it happens. It was meant to be, and you can't change a thing. Just take things as they come. Carpe diem.