Into the void of the internet

I have been cell phone shopping the past two days and I have realized something I already kind of knew (if thats possible). I demand this ungodly degree of perfection that I don't even begin poses. And the worst thing about it is that I measure everyone and everything up to this degree of perfection. I assume it is because I was raised believing that I deserved nothing but the very best and I just ran with it. Whatever the reason may be it isn't fair thats I do this and I just end up driving myself insane. For example I haven't owned a cell phone for over three years now so I feel very out of tone with the new technology that is available but for some reason I either like the really REALLY expensive phones or I don't like any of the rest. I should be jumping for joy at the idea of owning any kind of cell phone at this point, but nope I am being incredibly picky.

What little irritating habits do you have?

Here are some quotes I am loving at the moment:
"The world isn't going to end just because we've done everything wrong. Though that would be easier." -Comic

"So now, alone or not, you've got to walk ahead. Thing to remember is if we're all alone, then we're all together in that too. " - P.S. I Love You

"This is a book about people and animals and things I care about. It's about growing up and showing your stuff, finding love, winning and losing, and getting older. It's about where I began and where I came to at a particular time in my life as a person and as a writer. And I suppose it's also about where I'm headed, through I never seem to realize such things at the time. We come, we do, we go, and the doing can be rather a grand voyage if you don't panic and if you believe as I believe in imagination." -Robert J. Waller

Becoming an internet blogger has allowed me a place where I can post whatever it is that I love. It has helped me grow as a writer even if no one ever reads my work, just knowing that maybe someone will come across this one day and scan through it is enough for me.

Into the void of the internet.

Keep A Poem In Your Pocket

I was recently talking to a little boy about what he had done in school that day and all he could go on and on about was something called Keep a Poem in Your Pocket. As he spoke I was instantly transported back to my 3rd grade classroom where I would probably be seated next to Rema and a group of other girls reading each other's folded paper poems. I recall really enjoying this event and the idea of always having a little piece of something that could sooth me, calm me, and bring happiness instantly. However as I grew up I somehow managed to forget the beauty that a small poem is able to convey. I became more interested in long novels that use complicated words to explain a feeling I could have described in just one. So as I was looking through an old book of quotes I have I found a few poems that I still adore. This is one of them, I don't know the author is or where exactly I found it but all I know is that I love it. I hope you enjoy it too.

These are the things I could not tell you
Things that remind me of you when I want nothing more than to forget
Things that have gone wrong
Things that have gone right
Things that will never happen
Things that are your fault
The fault of no one
These are the things that we did not do and will not let go of
-Love Notes