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Running On Empty.
Friday, June 25, 2010

Sunshine.

There are nights when I just stare blankly into the screen before me, and I know I'm at a loss for something. I know that I'm not happy, that I'm missing something important in my life.

Then I look over to the corner - I find those two empty photo frames, staring back at me, almost taunting me. And there I know exactly what's missing.

I don't have anything to be proud of - I have nothing with me now that can prove to anyone that I'm worth anything, and at times that depresses me so much that I find myself laughing as tears roll down my face. Then I beat myself up, because grown men don't cry. I play the fool and laugh more - it's my way of pushing my feelings aside, my way of convincing myself that I'm perfectly fine. My way of lying. Both to myself and to everyone around me.

I suppose I haven't grown at all. I suppose I still am just that little boy who doesn't know where he's going - the one who's still looking for someone's hand to hold onto before crossing the road.

Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 11:44 PM 0 comment(s)  

Flying Machines.
Friday, June 11, 2010

Okay, this has been long overdue. My home-boy, Collin Michael Nunis (affectionately called Chocolate Bear), is in a music video!


Check out the video here. Not my kind of music, to be honest, but his guitar-work is still as solid as ever. I highly recommend watching it, if only to see his stupid face halfway through the song for a guitar solo.

Much love for my man, C. M. Nunis.

Can I get a "woot woot"?

Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 4:10 AM 0 comment(s)  

Gamble.
Saturday, June 5, 2010

Roll the dice.

Better now than never. Take chances. I damn well will, thank you very much.

Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 12:35 AM 0 comment(s)  

Seven Suns and a Rain Cloud.
Saturday, May 29, 2010

Watch my face, as I pretend to feel no pain

Mother nature seems to have spent the day channeling my emotions through the weather. The sky's been a grey since I woke up this morning, and it was even raining for a long while earlier. The rain was perfect - not so heavy that it's almost depressing, not so light that it's barely noticeable.

I'm not feeling well, unfortunately - I'm forced to skip this year's Relay for Life. Next year then, maybe?

Today seems to have come and gone like any other day. It's usually just a little different. Not that I'm complaining - I had a good time last night surrounded by some of my closest friends, and right now I'm about to end the night with a good book and some hot Milo.

Oh, and that little quote up there? A line from John Mayer's last album, "Battle Studies". It's been playing the whole day, and it's kept me singing through a fever and a severe cold.

Also, thanks for keeping me company today. You know who you are.

Till next time, goodnight twenty three - hello twenty four.

Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 10:22 PM 0 comment(s)  

Pursuit.
Thursday, May 27, 2010

We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering - these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love - these are what we stay alive for.

- John Keating, The Dead Poets Society

Well said.

Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 6:49 PM 5 comment(s)  

Integrity.
Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Ah, she looked into your eyes
And saw what lay beneath.
Don't try to save yourself - the circle is complete.

Fading gently, soaking through.
Starting not to show at all.

When they take everything away, hold your colours against the wall.

Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 9:08 PM 0 comment(s)  

Stage One.
Friday, May 21, 2010

Bip bip bedip bip!

Absolutely love this. Reminds me so much of the games I used to play with my brothers, when we were oh-so-very young. Awesome stuff.

Edit: Decided to remove the embedded video, and put it down as a link instead. Makes this post look a little more pleasant to my eyes.

Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 8:38 PM 0 comment(s)  

Admiral Annoyance.



This strip is pure awesome. Used to annoy people the very same way.

Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 8:26 PM 0 comment(s)  

Before The Day Breaks.
Thursday, May 20, 2010

Goodnight, Mr Moon.

What are the mornings, if not just a break between the nights? The afternoons, and the evenings too.

The nights are almost always the quietest, almost always the loneliest - the nights are almost always the worst.

But sometimes, when the right pieces fall into place - the nights will almost always be the best, and it is then that the nights never quite seem long enough.

I'm just waiting for that last piece to fall into place tonight. How are you tonight?

Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 9:12 PM 0 comment(s)  

An Early Dismissal.
Saturday, May 15, 2010

... Many live because they are afraid to die, as many die because they are afraid to live.

Maybe it's time you acknowledged the possibility that he doesn't want to be here anymore. That he's fed up with what he's become, and for his pride, he's willing to leave her, to leave you, to leave me, to leave us - so that he need not go through another day as he is.

He knows what he's doing. You can argue about how he's not himself, that he's completely unaware of his own actions, but I don't believe it. Not one bit. I know, deep down - he knows exactly what he's doing. And when you patronise him - the way you've done over the past few months - you belittle his mind, his soul, and his pride. And when you get mad, you make him feel worse for being a burden on you.

He knows.

Maybe you have acknowledged this possibility. Maybe you just couldn't bring yourself to say it, because you're afraid of being right. I saw in your eyes the look of disbelief when I mentioned it, and you wonder how I could bring myself to say it. I say it because from here on out, if the right steps are taken - it might just make things easier on all of us in the long run.

It wasn't an easy thing for me to put out in the open. He's family too, and I love him. Please, trust me when I say: it hurt me as much as it did you to say what I said.

Maybe more.

Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 11:34 PM 0 comment(s)  

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