What makes you happy?

This is a question, you probably won’t hear a lot in life. Life always has you moving. You might be going from one job to another, playing a sport that you love, or you might just be hanging out with a friend. Does anyone really ask if you’re happy anymore? People just assume it because you have a smile on your face.

Do you recall when you were last happy? If you do, that’sĀ great! If you don’t, that’s just as fine. If you don’t remember, sit down and asks yourself, what’s something I like to do in my free time. If you do remember, turn what you were doing when you’re happy with a passion.


School vs Entrepreneuer. (The real reason why I haven’t posted)

Hello everyone! It’s been a while since I’ve posted. I’ve been dealing with life, school, work and everything else you can think of. I’m currently having conflicts within myself.

I want to go back to school, but it doesn’t interest me in the smallest bit. I’ve had excellent grades from the college classes I’ve already taken, but I just feel like there’s more out there in the world than sitting in a class. The downfall to that is, without schooling, you no longer have someone to guide you to success. If you take the challengeĀ to survive in the real world without a college degree, you have to become an entrepreneur. I don’t mean that just for business, but you have to become an entrepreneur with a skillset and desire to serve the people. Not to mention, you have a to have a great idea with a unique ESP.

You might be thinking to yourself, did he decided to go back to college? or is he still trying to become an entrepreneur? What is an ESP? If you already know, great. If you don’t? Look out for my next post.

In The City.

Last night I had an epiphany.

I decided to attend a business conference that I signed up for the day before. I had to make sure to leave the house about an hour early because anything could go wrong and it usually does, I finally arrive. For what seems an eternity, I was circling the lot, hunting for a spot. I thought the $10 for parking was crazy, that’ll never happen. With no luck, I decided to drive to the free parking but little did I know it was about 20 minutes away. I sat in my car, took a deep breath and decided to start the long journey. Walking through the city, I noticed how busy people were. Walking right by you without even saying hi, people glancing directly at you without even a smile. I thought that was the rudest thing ever, but then again I was born in the south and from what I’ve learned, the north and south have two different types. The welcoming type, which is obviously me and the closed off type. There’s nothing wrong with that, but It had me thinking. Why would someone not want to say hi to another human being? They must have a busy life, so that makes sense or they could have been hurt by a stranger that opened up to them. The point I’m trying to make is if you don’t show your colors like a stoplight no one is going to know what’s going on and this world wasn’t made to go it alone. You might have a bad day, or you might be closed off, but that person you might think might be your worst enemy that day could have possibly been your best friend.IMG_7807

Looking through the hour glass.

Distorted glass, filled with sand on a path just to know exactly where it’s final resting place, only to be flipped back over to go through life again. Is that what we are. Do we humans have our own individual hourglasses that twist and bend depending on who we are?  How much sand we have can be gained or taken away depending on our life choices? Oh Father Time, let my sand be shared with all who enter my life. When my time is done, melt down my glass into something beautiful. Remember who I am, who I will be, and who I was. My birth has not happened. But my fall has not come.