I Like You

I Love my car,
With its leather seats and cruise control.

I Love my job,
Its benefits and income are more than bearable.

I Love my house,
The hardwood floors and earthy tones are rather comforting.

I Love summer,
Everything seems so perfect and beautiful.

I Love cooking,
All that effort makes eating that much more enjoyable.

I Love singing,
My voice sounds terrific in the shower.

I Love snow,
The danger and possibilities have a clutch on me.

I Love ice cream,
Pretty much any flavor as long as its coffee flavored.

I Love music,
It can put you into any emotion you desire.

I Love these,
I Love those.

But you know what,
I Like You.



It seems that we are becoming desensitized to the word Love. We hear the word Love everyday, in even the simplest comments about the simplest things.

We've heard people say they love us since the day we were born. But it doesnt have that great of an impact anymore. We know that we will always be loved, but sometimes the people who love us dont even like us. So to hear them say, "I Like You" is so different and wonderful. Because, although they will always love you, in that instant....they Like You.

Live to Dream, or Living a Dream

Disclaimer: I have never really written poetry before, or even read any for that matter, but lately I have been trying to get into it. Its really helping me to sort out my thought, its more of a creative way to express my thoughts and opinions. And I apologize if its too simpleminded or doesnt make sense, or is just really badly written, Im no pro at this.

But for today, I just basically started typing and came up with this.

Live to Dream, or Living a Dream

Somedays when we wake, the only thing we want is to go back to sleep.
We feel that we can't face the world, all it brings is pain and sorrow.
On this day, our dreams are the only thing which make us happy,

Our dreams can carry us away from the misery.
They fill us with emotion, they let us be content,
They evoke beautiful thoughts of the past and sweep us away from the present.

All we need in that moment is to get away.
Its like a drug trip, just a mode of transportation for the mind.

Once there, and only there, can we become happy, can we become whomever we want.

Then there are the days where life is a dream.
You want to stay in that moment forever.
No dream that has ever been dreamt can compare to the dream you are living.

You wish time would stand still,
You wish life was really this great,
You wish that tomorrow would never come.

Nothing could happen to dull the moment,
As fragile as we are in this moment, we feel like steel,
Thinking that even rust couldnt break us.

Emotion can be a funny thing,
It gives us the power to create our world or feel invincible in this.
It can change each day from living a dream, to living to dream.

The Reformation of the Sushi

Heres a Haiku I wrote while I couldnt sleep last night.


I have a poopage
But the radio is off
Silence makes me shy


Just a little bit of "occupational" humor from the "office".

Today is Alive

Yesterday is dead
It occurred at midnight last night
Should we mourn its death?
Should we keep it in our memory
Going over its events
Either painful or joyful
Living in the past?
Or should we move on?

What about tomorrow?
Tomorrow is unseen
Like a being that doesnt exist.
Tomorrow has no thought
No feeling, no purpose
It doesnt mean anything.
Tomorrow is subjective.

Should we embrace this day
As its moments unfolds?
Never again will we experience
The feeling of this instant.
Have we forgotten
The worthlessness of yesterday and tomorrow?
Today is objective
Today we feel
We think, we have purpose
Today is Alive.

Haiku

Haikus are easy
But sometimes they don't make sense
Refridgerator