abnormality

some people are weird.

but that's actually very acceptable by my standards. in my eyes, those who fall into the middle of the spectrum of insanity are granted their small oddities to separate them from the mundane unremarkables and the extreme crazies. they're set up to stand apart and show others how the world could be.

besides, they're more fun.

treasures

there exist in life a few, rare moments of pure joy, perfect happiness.

it's in these moments we relish more than any other. these instances become sacred, shards of time trozen in memory, pure and untouched by any corruption of world and circumstance.

perhaps the most precious are the memories of a loved one. the treasure that is the touch of an angel.

the rarest memories are the ones rife with complex emotion and interaction; those filled with the comfort that defies the hurt and the innocence that pushes past jaded thought.

it's in these moments that we could live.

moments that either define or destory us.

revival

so i might have had another epiphany some time ago: i have never been consistant with my blogging-ness.

should it have been a surprise that i found myself unable to resume my activity online for a matter of weeks? i suppose not.

but regardless, i hope my resolve proves... well, consistant.

here goes nothing