Tuesday, June 19, 2012
Oh the bum-crack part.
Yep, I am parting my hair right down the middle-
Well as down the middle as I possibly can. . . I have a cowlick.
I am still not sure about it, but heck I am up for a change.
After all I have had the same hair style for like seven years now.
Goodness that makes me feel old.
I have been thinking a lot lately-
I have to do something to keep my mind occupied while while watching kids swim in a pool all day.
Life is all about experience. It really is. I am not lying.
Experience is personal. It is something that has been encountered, observed, or undergone. It is the totality of the cognitions given by perception. It is all that is perceived, understood and remembered.
And the thing that is the most beautiful and difficult about this word is that our experiences define who we are and who we become. The things we go through shape us, and even the same situation is experienced differently by two different people.
I can't choose all the experiences I will encounter, but what about those I can choose? What are some of the things I want to take a chance on? Who do I want to become and what experiences will get me there?
This word makes my heart race.