A View from my Balcony

A lot on my mind, and a lot I should talk about. Yet, perhaps I've become much more shy lately. Sometimes I feel like I'm holding back from my usual social self. Perhaps, I may have have been carrying too many unneeded burdens for too long. I miss having close people around me to share my thoughts with, or just to be with I suppose. So many times, I'd just gaze out my balcony.

The view is incredible.

From such a tiny platform, I can view the space needle and gaze out at the lake. I can see the people hurrying about to do their daily tasks. The stream of people are endless. They look so busy, so concerned about their lives. Sometimes they look happy. Sometimes they look hyper. And I always wonder, how big do they think the world is?

When I glance up from watching the people pass, I can see the horizon. All encompassing, the sky makes the city look so minuscule in comparison. A passing cloud can swallow all the cars, the campus, the people. We are indeed very little people.

In such light, perhaps all that I wonder about, all that I worry about, all that I think about, becomes much much less. I become less.

Out there, on the balcony, I suppose my burdens become merely a whisper in the wind. A soft soliloquy, that's carried away, combining with the rest of the world. And all that I'm left with is wonder.

God truly made a beautiful world.

I suppose that, it may be a lonely image. Me, staring out from a balcony, amongst the wind. But beyond me, the sun is setting, blazing golden and orange hues across the sky.

Wordless, the view from my balcony washes away a bit of my burdens, and strangely, grandly, it connects me to a magnificent world.

New Beginnings

I suppose I had always viewed blogs as more personal in nature than any website that I have created. It matters little whether or not the thoughts written here are read or not. Rather, these thoughts are meant to be a little lens in which a reader may see a glimpse of my mind. So, I neither seek to promote this page, or remove it.

Yet, I have long since felt the need to post something here, if for nothing else, but to organize on paper the random thoughts my brain converses.

Fall has come again, and along with it, school. This school year, I enter with a much different attitude. I had loathed the idea of going away to school, last year. I had felt that I had everything I wanted in Vancouver, and the changing times would sweep it away. It did. However, now I am not sure that that was everything I wanted.

I almost embrace going to school this year. Though there still lingers a repulsion to growing up and facing the undoubtedly many challenges set before me, I am overcoming this with the help of God. I wish to regain some precious links that I have lost while running away from reality last year. I hope that I have enough courage and wisdom.

I wish to persevere this time. We can fix mistakes, but we cannot turn back time.

Here's to a wonderful year.