Well, I’m going to try to do this. Because I feel like I need something to do with my time and something to occupy my thoughts since this new job is pretty much…Me doing nothing, just in a different location. It’s called A Season for Nonviolence. A memorial for Mahatma Ghandi and Martin Luther King and daily reminder for all of us. I know it’s not actually the right time of year for this, but I figured it’d be nice to try to have at least one of those things in my head on a daily basis.
Starting today. “#1: Today, I will reflect on what peace means to me.”
I have a friend, Orion, who I write letters back and forth with. He always signs it, not “Sincerely” or “Love”, but…”Peace, Orion”. Peace. Peace can be defined on many, many levels. To me, it means a state of quiet and comfort. Acceptance of yourself. Freedom. Happiness. Harmony.
I wish there would be peace in my parents’ house. Especially since I’m living there now. I don’t even want to get into the shit with my brother. They forgave him. My dad called me today and told me that they’re letting him start over. They’re giving him another chance. I knew it. I fucking knew it.
Okay. Peace, lol. I’m supposed to let it go. I can’t let that go. But I can let go of nosing into it. Right? …Riiiight?
I hope that my home is peaceful in the future…My family, my interior decor, my whole state of mind. I want a nice, peaceful, welcoming home. Someday.
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