I forgot about my poor little blog, and I definitely need a healthy outlet to collect my thoughts. I considered this action after looking at my old xanga, and remembering how I felt after I let out a good post. It's relaxing.
Do you ever wonder what kind of person you would be if you were born in a different generation? If I were my age now in the '60s, there is no doubt in my mind that I would be a hippie. I have the mindset of one. I feel like I should elaborate more on the subject, but I also feel like I don't know enough of the counter culture that I am obsessed with. I also don't believe I could put together a good enough argument to prove that I should have been a hippie. This is just a thought I've had in my head for a very long time. I've always believed in peace and love, even before that slogan was bought out by Victoria's Secret and is now displayed by millions of young girls that can't even comprehend the history behind it. I guess that's just a part of being young; being ignorant.
I want to live in California or Colorado (San Francisco, Boulder). I need a liberal town that fits my liberal needs. I don't consider myself an environmentalist; so I wouldn't drive a Prius. Probably just a Jeep Wrangler, so I wouldn't smell my own farts (South Park episode).
I need to eat healthier.
The water is warm, but it's sending me shivers. A baby is born, crying out for attention. The memories fade, like looking through a fogged mirror. Decisions to decision are made, not bought. But I guess this wouldn't hurt a lot, I guess not.
