vacations

It's funny how you go through life

in a blur of colors and sounds.

It goes forever and ever, and

once you get a break, you realize

just how fast time can fly. Two weeks

of pure bliss and laziness feels

like two days. A whole summer

vanishes with the blink of an

eye. Then, you go back to the

same routine, as you wait for

another vacation.

That first day back to work,

you yearn for another vacation.

sundays

Although some may beg to differ,

my definition of Sunday is relaxing and

getting ready for the week ahead.

To me, it's the closure of the week,

but many say it's just the beginning.

I dread Sundays because it's that much

closer to Monday. It's the end to a good

weekend, and the start of a hard week.

The next day, you must go to school,

work, or where ever you may go,

feeling disappointed that you didn't

get everything you wanted done.

I dread Sunday nights when I'm busy

choosing tomorrow's outfit or finishing 

last minute homework. I dread the focus

you need for the next day, going to bed early,

ending a good game of play. Sunday's different

for everyone, but that's Sunday for me.

It's the week's storybook ending.

thanksgiving

thanksgiving is a day of thanks.

there's so many things i can be

thankful for. im thankful for my dog,

im thankful for my good grades,

amazing teachers, mountain dew,

chick flicks, my computer, my father,

books, vanilla, apples, blankets,

just dance 1 & 2, life, freedom, music,
glee, emotions, money, itunes, love,

and so many other things. but most of all,

this year, i'm thankful for my sister.

even though she's a pain in the rear,

i love her anyways.

trust

it's a five letter word.

you can give it to anyone.

it builds in layers.

the first might be small.

you might entrust with them

what you did over the weekend,

or even your favorite food.

the next level is a little more complex.

you tell them what's bugging you,

or even who you have a crush on.

the layers continue to layer.

there's a few people i believe 

simply come with that trust:

a parent, a guardian or any direct family.

they love you with everything they have,

you give them all the trust in the world.

it takes years to establish,

but only a night to crush it.

t-r-u-s-t.

inspiration

have you ever had thoughts

you were too afraid to share a loud?

have you ever felt an emotion

that you wanted to share, but had

no one to share it with? 

there are people all around us,

but you may not utter a single word.

i started this blog because at some point,

i wanted to share a laugh, a memory,

or even a fear, but couldn't.

the title of my blog, "upon a silver shelf",

came from the collected poems of Emily Dickinson.

it's about life. this is my life, my thoughts...

my perspective of everything around me,

and i started it because i have thoughts to share.