Tears

boy has it been a while since i last cried.
i've been so full of the best thing in life, my smile was almost tatooed on my face, til last night.

tired is the only word that can decribe perfectly how i feel about everything in my life at present.
the world, my body.
i can only thank God that He's blessed me with certain people at key moments in the past week that have kept me slightly on my feet, the ones that run the last few rounds of 2.4 with you, pushing you cus you have absolutely nothing left in you that can take anymore.
you guys know exactly who you are.

reality is, the world has morphed into this mega drive thru.
instant, no time 'wasted', job done.
there's no chance for anyone to just Be.
to just sit, and take anything in that the world chucks at you for the hours you are awake.

everyone has their own definition of beauty.
The dictionary can't decide for itself one meaning.
i like this one best tho...

A quality or feature that is most effective, gratifying, or telling: The beauty of the venture is that we stand to lose nothing.

Outward appearance always hits you first.
with absolutely everything.
food, people, a book, a house, a colour, i could sit here and list everything.
but what if plump grape is bitter.
what if a house is architecturally horrendous on the inside.
what if you read a book only to come to the conclusion that it was badly written.

Simply taking the last few moments to find a definition for myself.
i'd say, the outside is nice but beauty is only found on the inside.
'beauty' and 'nice' are as pen is to pencil.
closely linked but o so different.

pens can't be used in space.