Early post-I just know that I’ll regret writing late because of leaving for camp tomorrow. If I’m being honest here, I’m slightly nervous for a whole different experience with an entirely new group of people. It’s so odd to think that this is a new start to whatever I want to think of it as. I could change anything about it because it’s so…newly introduced. Ashton is making me laugh…

For the last ten days(beginning of June to now), I’ve been trying to dedicate some of my time each day to listening to Grandpa’s band. I listen to his music when I’m writing. I miss him so much. There was so much about him that I admired and was grateful for. No matter how far he was from us, he always tried to connect with us. Despite the immense language…

I think it’s cool to see planes coming in and out of our view every five-ten minutes Surprisingly, I’m getting used to little things here like this. Doesn’t hide the fact that I still miss Pleasant Grove. The community is so close there. Even if it’s for a little bit, I think the change was needed for us. It’s been hard to see it that way, but we always get…

I cannot put into words how much I really do love rain. The smell is beyond what makes me feel pure joy. The green hues pop so beautifully. My favorite is falling asleep to the heavy rain pounding on the ceiling or the window, it’s so calming. Mom would often get mad at me for opening the windows slightly at night. Worse was when she would catch me sleeping on…

No matter what way I’ve looked at everything, it’s always remained to be a win-win. In whatever  outcome it’s been. There has always been so much growth involved that it makes me wonder how things would have gone if a specific thing didn’t happen. Or if I never knew someone. It really causes me to come to the conclusion that everything is put delicately in its spot to complete the…

I love the breeze of air hitting my face on car rides. There’s a certain feeling of being carefree, even if it’s just for a moment. Something I’ve never been able to understand is how people can live on routine. For so long in life. Life would be so predictable(sounds cliche but it’s true). How could you learn differently from what you were initially exposed to? Wouldn’t you be blocking so…

I already told myself that I wasn’t going to use this after the school year was done, but apparently I convinced myself out of that. Often, my thoughts go a bit faster than they should when I’m writing by hand(and likely to be more scatter-brained), so here I am! Writing on this blog for a reason that I don’t know of. I found a spot that I like to often…