Let's go for a Drive.

I feel like I've been on a roller coaster today. Up. Down. And around once again. I'll try to explain.

This weekend was really fun. I saw Laura in a play called Twelve Angry Jurors. The acting was phenomenal, as per usual for the Point Pleasant Borough Performing Arts. Then after a veryyyyy long chat between my acting teacher and grandparents (who knew they had so many famous connections between the three of them?!) we finally headed back home. Ice cream with Aly, of course. Then back home to a somewhat restless night. I've been having such strange dreams. My mom says that the explanation behind them is that I feel like I don't have control of something. I won't bore you with them, because I read in a book once that "there is nothing as boring as listening to someone else's dream."

Anyways, Saturday rolled along as per usual and Laur and I took over the GameStop to find cheap DS games. Three used games later, we head back home and go to see a new kitten and a bigger kitty at Aly's house. Too much cuteness.

So Friday and Saturday were fun, but then Sunday rolls around. Wake up to the smell of French Toast and music, which immediately puts a smile on my face. Then mom starts changing the songs, telling me about which songs my dad would sing to me as a little baby. And I love it, but, as my favorite book says, "I am both happy and sad and I'm still trying to figure out how that could be." Well, after that I started to pack things up and Aly came to pick me up so we could go for a drive and listen to a playlist of music she made for me.

Let me tell you something about these drives. They are always perfect. I love how the music can get so loud that it feels like it surrounds every part of you. I love how you can feel the music in your bones. I love how you can smell the ocean air. I love the wind in your face. I love how we never have to say anything. I love watching things pass by. I love singing at the top of your lungs. I love just being. I love feeling infinite. And it is perfect.

I guess it's hard to explain. It's the small things that really make me truly happy. I think that makes a lot of people happy. I like getting a small note, or a hug, or when a friend makes you a cd, or even a friendship bracelet. I guess what I'm thinking is that we all need reassurance sometimes. We need someone to say "you really mean so much to me, I love you." or we just want to know that people care. I love making something for someone, just putting a smile on their face. And my friends love to do the same. I love them. So much. I love you guys, and you all know who I'm talking about. I love each and every one of you, and each of you mean so much to me.

I think that it is silly to be angry. I think that we should strive to smile. Just take a minute from our crazy lives and enjoy something. Go look at the sunset, hug a friend, or walk on the beach. Play the guitar and sing as loud as you can with your friends, or eat an entire roll of Toll House Cookie Dough. Watch your favorite movie, or stay up until 5am. Just take in everything wonderful and smile. Just be happy.

Here's one or two of my favorites from the playlist.

....or three :)

Well, just a thought or two.

That's Life.