Every Day Is a Journey, and the Journey Itself Is Home
I'm guessing my biggest reader is probably my husband. It is insightful to him, but overall he knows me and doesn't get to upset or alarmed about my posts. The previous post, "On This Sunny Day", he told me he read it, but then today he said after reading that post a few more times it made him a little sad.
I don't want my blog to be sad, but I guess I can't always avoid that because I do experience periods of sadness. My intention is I want to be honest and straightforward. I think that is the only way to be. It certainly is not intended for the reaction of pity, though. I've said it before and will probably say it many more times here, but pity is terrible. When someone pities something it means they don't understand it.
This is life. It is sometimes happy, sometimes sad, sometimes quiet, sometimes chaotic, sometimes easy, sometimes difficult, sometimes lonely and sometimes not, but always always a journey, and no matter how difficult - I think I would rather experience difficulties than live a life of complacency.
"Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home." ~Matsuo Basho, 17th century Japanese Poet
With that, I'm finishing up editing on a couple videos that I've been meaning to upload here. I'm trying to catch up on many things, so I try to post here when I can. As I'm working I'm listening to Best Coast, 'Make you mine' and 'Wish he was you'. They are an American Indie Rock duo in LA, Cali and I guess categorized as garage rock/surf pop. I like them, because they sound like nostalgic summer to me. :)