The Definition of a True Friend

Some move the weight of my universe.
Some only shift it.

They come in rare forms.

We usually don't even need a full hand to count them because they do not only study their words; they study us. They're piercing to the very core of who were are.
They are the ones who can move us back from our ledges to take a second look.

Who moves the weight of your world, your own personal life? Maybe with just one look, one word, one touch?

Photographs

When I look at pictures I tend to remember the highlights of that day and then my mind begins to wander. I spend the rest of those moments trying to capture the people that were there. Theres so much to see. In the background. In the front. In the middle. Lets dig deeper and remember for a moment...

I was looking through one of my old albums last week and probably spent two minutes looking at each picture. At the people. The people next to me, the people behind me. There are pictures of even just me alone. Such as my profile picture to the right. I remember everything that was going on around me and everyone who was there.

Remembering the highlights is interesting, but remembering the people is even more intriguing. Even the individuals that I didn't know and may have only observed. The acquaintances. Then, the dear friends who's lives I had small or mere glimpse into. Sometimes for a moment, days, months or years.

I also find it fond to think of the shapes that come along with them. Or how they shaped me, that is. Whether for better or worse. Or... how I possibly shaped them. Either way, we are all shaped by people. Whether for a moment, a few days, few months, or years.

Breaking Bounds

Unconventional.

That’s me.

It has to be me.

I’ve been in somewhat of a funk for the past two weeks but I’m gradually emerging from it.

Last Sunday I went to the Movement Dance Workshop and took classes from some of the dancers off the hit show “So You Think You Can Dance” and it was absolutely amazing.
I ran into some guys I know and I met some pretty awesome people.
I’m highly considering investing in a convention of some sort every month or meeting up with some of the dancers I know because it keeps me inspired. And when my passions are aligned and that switch is turned on, things tend to land where they belong. And I’m not just talking about dance; I’m talking about many things. Because I’m passionate about many things and I try to take to heart what I am given.

About being unconventionan – I really am trying. I’m taking the time to sit and think of ways to nurture and cherish what I have been given responsibility over and how I can keep on my toes when it comes to my most intimate relationship in life. And due to some of my most current situations, I’m being forced to “think outside the box”. Funny how there truly does become a reason for everything. I think the unremarkable things help most at times because they force me to think. Force me to surface the thoughts that get buried underneath the materialistic lifestyle that I find myself slipping into and then fighting to stay emerged from.

Inspiration is key.

People – are key.

So, lets be unconventional. Shall we?