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I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I intended to be.

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september

It’s been a while since I’ve written in this blog. For reasons unknown to me, life has picked up its pace from 10mph to 10,000mph. I can’t seem to find the time to think, let alone write.

This past weekend I made an intentional effort to stay at home and spend some time alone. I don’t get to do that much these days. 

There’s a lot on my mind really. Why am I the way that I am? Why is everything so different than it was 12 months ago? Why are my thoughts revolving around money, career and work when before it was all about church, girls, and friends? Why are 95% of my thoughts negative and 5% positive/neutral? 

I wish I had an answer and some divine understanding of life to write about these things but I don’t. Which is a large reason for my self-dissonance and lack of realization. 

One habit I’m glad to have resolved is my constant comparison with my peers. perhaps this is because my life reflects that of a 28year old and many of my friends aren’t in the same place that i am. It’s pretty tough to relate with people these days on a deeper level. My lack of substance-filled relationships is a huge indicating factor between what life is and what it used to be. 

These past few months have been a little crazy — disappointments/achievements, old faces and many new faces, new opportunities and deliberate decisions to end others.

I suppose the biggest question that I am left with every night when I close my eyes is: where am I headed? 

As an American, educated, 20-something year old, I like to measure my life by progress. Highschool, check; college, check; job, check and so forth. Yet whenever I come to the point of existential self realization (after a few glasses of whiskey) I am always left with the understanding that it is the process that shapes us. The constant ebb and flow between joy and grief , excitement and disappointment; there is no end.

In a recent conversation with a friend, I am reminded through her life and transition this past year that life is a continuous struggle. I chewed on her words for a little while and remembered this quote by Lewis: “There is no other day. All days are present now. This moment contains all moments”. And i digress, writing sure has its way of calming the mind. 

Let’s thrive in the present. 

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austinrhee:

Catching last light at Pfeiffer Beach

devicfotos:

california - january 2013

loved this movie. i want beer now. 

-To go it alone or to go with a partner. When you choose a partner you have to have compromises and sacrifices, but it’s a price you pay. Do I want to follow my every whim and desire as I make my way through time and space, absolutely. But at the end of the day do I need someone when I’m doubting myself and I’m insecure and my heart’s failing me? Do I need someone who, when the heat gets hot, has my back?

-So do you?

-I do.

wow. what a great movie. 

http://junebugkim.tumblr.com/post/93375439472/my-mothers-last-word-to-me-clanks-inside-me-like 

junebugkim:

My mother’s last word to me clanks inside me like an iron bell that someone beats at dinnertime: love, love, love, love, love.

Do it. Doing so will free your relationship from the tense tangle that withholding weaves. Do you realize that your refusal to utter the word love to your lover…

(Source: Spotify)


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» [13/100] photos of Aubrey Plaza

she said you’re smooth 

and you’re good at talking !! 

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jinjja-cool:

wreath series III

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