Breaking Standards, Savoring Irony

hands free

They say we are young and restless, but some days that’s not how we feel. We are lost in a sea of loans and bills, looking out at the stars with all their glimmering cheer. We dream of places far away, our thirst unquenched, our fears unlisted.

We want to go places but we know we can’t fly. We are tied to the puppeteer, but we always want to dance. Time is unknown, just something we’ve heard of.

We are easily inspired with a fleeting desire that gets lost in the city lights.

– Cristina Nogueras ©

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Sparks

You don’t really know how it happened, you just know it did. At some point along the way, that little flickering flame took over and lighted up a fire. You saw the light and started feeling the warmth… you let it take over because, why not? You look back to try to understand, but you know you don’t need that because it just makes sense. It’s the kind of force that brings with it a feeling of contentment that can’t be easily equated. A light that has enough power to light a way into better days and with better days, more dreams are born. You feel refreshed in a way that only new chances can make you feel. The sweet realization that there is just so much more to come is enough to make you want to dance the day away…

Cristina Nogueras © – February 2013

Butterflies don’t live that long

Growing up is tough.

You need to improvise every single day. There’s no instruction manual, no chicken soup for the soul… it’s all ramen. It’s like you know what you need to do, what the right path is, but the process of realizing it and coming to terms with it is a whole different story.

It’s easy to lose perspective or lose sight of the road when there are so many distractions around you, so many other lives around you happening simultaneously. It can be scary, and I’m not saying that just because it’s almost Halloween.

You learn to smile and talk to people, lives connect and your network of people grows every day. But at the end of the day, who’s there for you? Who will come help you kill an unidentified bug at your apartment, who will help you choose that gift you can’t decide on, who will happily receive all of your careless selfies, who will answer the phone when stress overwhelms you?

As we grow up we become more like social butterflies, we fly around all colorful meeting people all over. But think about it, butterflies don’t live that long.

Who’s gonna be there at the end of the day?