i am the tree

A stable collection of worldly views. Caution must be taken.

Sometimes life throws you curve balls just to see how you react. Do your knees buckle? Do your palms get sweaty? We never know exactly how we will react until we are put in these situations. Predictions are just that: predictions. No matter the current circumstance, I feel happy.
The different faucets of life can become overwhelming when they all require attention each day. I am struggling with this juggling act. As I wade on into the future, the waves crash into my legs. Like that little train that could, I know I can make it if i just keep pushing.
Joshua, Jonas, Fernando, and Sigourney are all characters that have appeared in the play. Together they form the collective understanding of Enola. Some of these characters are dead and gone, while others still make appearances in Enola. Memories and scars never go away.

Tonight I think about the two flower bushes in front of my old home. Every September the flowers would bloom and honeybees, bumble bees, moths, and butterflies would gather on the these plants. I would easily catch the months and throw them up in the air. The butterflies were too pretty to bother; instead I would stand back and watch as they danced in the air. The bumble bees were the slow, but scary visitor. Rarely did I decide to directly mess with them. But the honeybees were just what the doctor ordered. I was stung a number of time, but the pain was very tolerable.
After school I would often run up and kick these bushes and run away as fast as I could. Standing a safe distance away, I would observe the chaos of the creatures on the bushes. It was a rush of adrenaline to play with something that could hurt so bad.

Familia bora Ningeweza unaotarajiwa. i kutumika shaka wewe, lakini mimi daima appreciated wewe. Asante sana kwa kuwa rafiki bora milele mtu yeyote imekuwa kwa ajili yangu. Mengi kwa upendo.

እርሰዎ አስፈ እኔን ግን እኔ ገና ትምምን እርሰዎ.