I no longer have a favorite season
nor do i have a favorite fruit
I bathe the beauty that each season brings.
I taste the sweetness of its every fruit.
Why should we pick a favorite season? Or color for that fact. Favorites change, as we change as people. Very rarely do we even keep the same friends all through our lives.
Seasons change, clothes change, food changes, feelings change, PEOPLE CHANGE
Thinking about it, what if there is no such thing as favorites? I think what people believe is their favorite is really just what they enjoy/are in the mood for at that time.
I dont even have favorite bands or songs anymore. Just whatever I feel like listening to that day. I could listen to Neil Young for a whole week but that doesnt mean hes my favorite. Because the next week or day or month i might go on a pink floyd streak.
or a even Biggie Smalls streak C:
Im jumping from topic to topic but even COLORS. I dont have a favorite anymore. There are even studies done about how colors affect your mood. What color I choose to wear is simply a refelction of how i feel/where im going that day
its quite peculiar because before i always said "mehhh summer is my favorite season. oh and winter on the weekends"
how ignorant haha
i should appreciate every moment of every season
I LOVE YOU SEASONS
Really. im going to go Mormon for you. You can all be my wives
I think so clearly at 3:30 AM
i know its not optimal health wise but WOW
anyways
heres to you Winter! i cant wait to play, but you'll have to wait your turn because, well, me and fall, we are hitting it off right now
SLOPES OF LIFE
The wind swirls around in a cold, crisp breeze
My mind and body feel at ease
Looking up, the sky blazes purple & gold
The steep slopes begin to unfold
I ride them fast like a race
I can feel the frigid wind against my face
Millions of white crystals fill the sky
They dance about and quickly fly by
The snow on the ground shines so bright
The pine trees stand tall, dressed in white
My board glides down the peak of the slope
For this adventure to last forever, I always hope
On the way down my legs feel the burn
Shifting my weight I make the turn
Carving the slope , I make my mark
Leaving my tracks in the dark
Pondering why each day couldn't be like this
I leave my paradise, blowing it a kiss
Good-bye snow covered mountains- simply divine
I will never forget you, passion of mine
-B.R
utah 2007, i miss you dogg
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