Daily Planner 3.

I'm working tonight. Forgive me, but I'm getting really tired of my job really fast. People can be so rude sometimes. And everyone wants everything in such a hurry. I'm sorry, but where do you have to go that the world will end if you're not there thirty minutes before you're supposed to? Are you that ridiculously late that you can't even stop to realize that you're hurting the poor little cashier's feelings when you yell at her as if she's just beaten your wife? In my opinion, we should all slow down a little. Not to smell the roses, and not to realize where the fire is; but to listen to the wind blowing, to listen to the leaves falling, to listen to the music the world makes. To see the things that the world is presenting: yes, there are roses, but there is so much more, so many more things to explore. They're sitting there, in their little secret places, sitting and waiting for us to realize them.

Okay. So, Bert McCracken. He's in my profile, he's on my desktop wallpaper, he's on my actual wall, he's everywhere. He is my hero: no lies, no jokes. His music makes the world I live in a little brighter. The melodies he creates, the lyrics he concocts, they inspire me to the point of despair. I love his music, so much, it isn't even funny. He is a former drug and alcohol addict, and after several suicide attempts, he has made it through to the other side of the darkness, emerging as a well-renowned musician.

I find it very easy to relate to people; I guess you could say my empathy meter is through the roof. But he's one of the people I can relate to. Not because he's a former drug addict, or because he suffers from depression, but because he has made it through rough times and now is successful in what he does. Now that's a success story. Not all that Britney Spears junk. Her story isn't one of success. What darkness has she made it out of? Mistreating her kids? I'm sorry, but I don't see the power in her. I see the potential, as I do for everyone. I believe that every single living thing has potential, for something, but for what is up to them...

But, anyway, I think the period's ending fairly soon, and my fingers are getting slightly drowsy from typing so much so fast. So, as usual, I'll post when I get home, just like clockwork and just like the tides.

I wonder if he sent my camera yet... Hm.

Quote of the day: I have a new philosophy. I'm only going to dread one day at a time. -Charles M. Schulz