A Release

Hello world. I don’t know what I’m writing here but I can think of it as a release.

“Write your story.”

This isn’t much of a story. This is more of me wanting to write. Write about anything, anyone, anyhow, anywhy, anywhere. Maybe rekindle the old flame I once had for writing short stories. Maybe tease me to dive into the depths of writing longer, deeper, novels. Maybe.

It’s 10:53 and I just finished everything I had to do for today. I feel accomplished. Ready for tomorrow, when I have to face my Spanish midterms and every other obstacle that may come my way tomorrow, big or small. To think of it, I don’t think buildings without escalators or elevators should have more than three or four floors. Because by the time the student reaches the top floor, he’s exhausted, making him want to sleep or just lie flat on the floor instead of actually studying. My class is on the 5th floor, and I’m thinking that by the time I reach the top floor, I might have forgotten everything I studied on the way up because of how exhausted I’ll be.

I like this. I feel like I’m talking to someone, when actually I’m not.

The weather’s getting cool again, which is really weird… The winter solstice was supposed to be the first week of February, which is absolutely ironic because the first week of February was burning. Also ironic, because exactly a week before that, it was freezing. Global warming at it’s finest, everybody!

I don’t understand why people don’t just change their lifestyles. I mean it’s so easy to just quick using plastic and to segregate your trash (or at least throw your trash in the trash cans and not in the rivers). Why do people stick with their old lifestyles if they know that they are destroying the world that they children will live in? But then again, if they don’t have any children… Whatever, someone has at least someone they care about. They should think about their children and how their lifestyle could affect the life of the child of the person they care about.

Speaking of people not having babies, that’s just sad. I mean, if I were to end up barren, I’d adopt. Just to give some baby out there a place to call home and some adults to call his or her parents. But then there are those people who abort. If you’re at the brink of aborting your baby, think about all the people who actually DO want a baby, but just can’t have one. Why not just have the baby then set it up for adoption? That way, your baby could be given the chance to be whoever it wants to be, and not just have his or her life taken away just like that? Why have sex if you don’t want a baby? God made sex for marriage, to build a family. He set us out in this world to reproduce and to take care and be good stewards of His creation.

But look where we are now. We’re throwing trash in the rivers, stinking up our air with so much pollution, having premarital sex which is ABSOLUTELY a big no no for Him. Do you call that being a good steward? Don’t we owe Him at least a bit? He gave His Son for us, and even though we turn our backs on Him over and over and over again, He never leaves us. He loves us that much. Can’t we do the same?

I think I could get used to this.