Late Night Concert Reminiscence

Times like these

I wish I could pause,

To stay suspended

In space,

In that moment.

Bass pumping

Reverberating to our bones.

Sweaty bodies,

Flush against one another

Arms up 

In the air

To catch the sweet notes

And melodies that

Flow from the instruments

Lips mouthing 

The words to nostalgic songs.

Lights flash

Trained on the band

Leaving the crowd

In euphoric darkness.

The singer’s melodious voice

Is matched with the crowd’s 

Thunderous ones

A collective,

A conglomeration

Of voices

Melted into one,

Singing back the words

Written on a cold autumn evening.

Arms extended

Fingers reaching out

To touch the guitarists or singer

Fans like sinners

Seeking refuge in the euphoric haze

And seeing angels

For the first time

Reading hiatus for On the Road and reread time for The Fault in Our Stars. 

Summer has began and there’s just so much to do. There’s so much that I want to do. But staying at home and laying out a sleeping bag in the living room is the way to go. Adding pizza, doughnuts and newly downloaded films to the mix and I’m all set for the summer.

(I’ve actually finished my classes and sat my exams last Tuesday and I’ve been on a reading and watching binge since… I’ve only got around to updating this now)

“Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear that the two of you, on some level belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you understand one another or you’re in love or you’re partners in crime. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest circumstances, and they help you feel alive. I don’t know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but it definitely makes me believe in something.”
— Unknown (via tellmefive)

(via a-walking-travesty)

Train of thought is going 500 miles an hour. Silently exploring the crevices of my brain.

Mom’s stirring in her sleep. Better put the phone down and return to hovering on the brink of consciousness and sleep. Oh how I long to surrender to Hypnos’ slumber power.

“i feel small; but so are stars from a distance.”
— ten word poem, i.  (via vedere-paul)

(via -theperfectmistake)

Tomorrow’s my last day as a college freshman and I have a math final and english research oral defense before I taste the sweet, sweltering summer.

I’m incredibly nervous but from what I heard, my english professor loves my partner and I’s research topic (and she just downright likes us because we are awesome.. holla). I just want to get through tomorrow morning emotionally unscathed. I hope that’s not too much to ask. 

I ditched my only class today to stay at home and catch up with my reading. I was planning to finish The Great Gatsby and maybe read a little from 1984 but I ended up falling asleep all day. Needless to say, that was a much needed “nap”.

I’ve only got one class tomorrow at 8 am and after that, I’m free the whole day which is cool. I also received my final grade for spanish and I got an A+ whaddup.

Now, I’m just going to read Gatsby for a little bit and then off to dreamland once again.