Some people have a stench.
A stench they carry from the tainted sheets they sleep on every night.
For a blackhart its worn as a badge, but for others a Scarlett letter.
The stench of Mixed Colognes.
- Love, Jus10
Saturday, October 29, 2016
Tuesday, October 25, 2016
Matching Socks
You can reach into a basket full of socks and never find a matching pair.
Some people get lucky and find the matching pair early in their search.
Others search a lifetime.
There are different methods of finding socks. Some just pull two at a time and hope things match up, some hold one and then pick up others till it matches the one they are holding, and others try to hold every sock they pick up hopeing that it matches someday.
Sometimes you think you have a match until you go to walk out the door and move on with your day and you see in the light that they don't match. Do you take the socks off and find a match or do you act like they match and stay in the situation.
Some people get lucky and find the matching pair early in their search.
Others search a lifetime.
There are different methods of finding socks. Some just pull two at a time and hope things match up, some hold one and then pick up others till it matches the one they are holding, and others try to hold every sock they pick up hopeing that it matches someday.
Sometimes you think you have a match until you go to walk out the door and move on with your day and you see in the light that they don't match. Do you take the socks off and find a match or do you act like they match and stay in the situation.
Petals
Daisies, they're beautiful.
Protect, love, and respect them.
Daisies, they're fragile.
Don't bruise them.
Daisies, they're needy.
Keep them watered.
Daisies, they're beautiful.
Always remember that.
- Love, Jus10
Protect, love, and respect them.
Daisies, they're fragile.
Don't bruise them.
Daisies, they're needy.
Keep them watered.
Daisies, they're beautiful.
Always remember that.
- Love, Jus10
Four Dollars (concept)
How much is $4 really worth?
I went to get coffee at the gas station down the street from me and the coffee machine poured super slow, so while holding the button down being the social attention grubbing whore I am I started to converse with the two nice older ladies working tonight that didn't seem too thrilled to be working the graveyard shift.
In the 10 minutes it took for this machine to fill up a 32 ounce plastic cup we were able to change that mood around. The ladies laughed at my awful jokes and told me a bit about their lives. When it was finally done filling I went to the front to pay. Pulled out my wallet and then she pushes the coffee back to me, smiles, and says "you sure did wait a long time on that coffee, just take it."
I smiled back, thanked her, and left.
It's amazing that these complete strangers and I were able make each other's night better and bond over a $4 coffee.
In the 10 minutes it took for this machine to fill up a 32 ounce plastic cup we were able to change that mood around. The ladies laughed at my awful jokes and told me a bit about their lives. When it was finally done filling I went to the front to pay. Pulled out my wallet and then she pushes the coffee back to me, smiles, and says "you sure did wait a long time on that coffee, just take it."
I smiled back, thanked her, and left.
It's amazing that these complete strangers and I were able make each other's night better and bond over a $4 coffee.
So, how much is $4 really worth?
Monday, October 24, 2016
Racquetball Right Handed
Bop... Bop... Bop...
The sound of that ball smashing against that wall is the best coach you will ever have...
Bop... Bop... Bop...
Every time you return that ball and hear the sound of the racket you get just a little better...
It reminds you to never stop improving...
Bop... Bop... ...
Sometimes you miss and the ball goes blazing past you...
Makes you feel like a failure, but it's only a failure if you didn't swing...
The silence reminds you being human is ok and to never give up...
Bop... Bop... Bop...
- Love, Jus10
The sound of that ball smashing against that wall is the best coach you will ever have...
Bop... Bop... Bop...
Every time you return that ball and hear the sound of the racket you get just a little better...
It reminds you to never stop improving...
Bop... Bop... ...
Sometimes you miss and the ball goes blazing past you...
Makes you feel like a failure, but it's only a failure if you didn't swing...
The silence reminds you being human is ok and to never give up...
Bop... Bop... Bop...
- Love, Jus10
Saturday, October 22, 2016
Hand Magic
I know a pair of hands...
Hands so soft that every time I hold or even touch them I smile...
I smile because at that instantaneous moment when our fingers interlock it feels as if nothing else matters except those hands blended into mine...
It's absolutely amazing...
It's amazing how I've held many hands before, but none that feel like these...
These eight fingers, two thumbs, and two palms with the ability to transfer powerful emotions like a link to the soul...
It's almost like magic...
Like these hands belong to a sorceress that can cast spells...
These spells have put butterflies in my stomach, chills down my spine, sparks in my mind, fire in my heart, and taken breath away over and over again...
It has to be magic...
- Love, Jus10
Hands so soft that every time I hold or even touch them I smile...
I smile because at that instantaneous moment when our fingers interlock it feels as if nothing else matters except those hands blended into mine...
It's absolutely amazing...
It's amazing how I've held many hands before, but none that feel like these...
These eight fingers, two thumbs, and two palms with the ability to transfer powerful emotions like a link to the soul...
It's almost like magic...
Like these hands belong to a sorceress that can cast spells...
These spells have put butterflies in my stomach, chills down my spine, sparks in my mind, fire in my heart, and taken breath away over and over again...
It has to be magic...
- Love, Jus10
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