The sun rises and sets on us. I sit on a porch of many seasons: celebration, philosophy, dreaming, anger, and love all in the same day. In the midst of planning my days and feeling out those plans in living, I find myself inspiring some. It happens at the most odd times. That is the part I like.

I might guide a student or two for an hour and they will give a look of appreciation and understanding at the end that lets me know that I really helped him or her see the light. I might get an email from a close, distant friend and have it fill me with an unshakable joy. Or I might even inspire someone that I’ve never met with one of my odd mind-wandering posts.

Tasks, tasks, tasks. Enough already. Just let me do.

What I am certain of is that as each day passes I miss it more. I seek massive innovation and discovery in the next day, leaving my neurons salivating for more and more. Reducing distractions, bad humors, negative things, and material belongings has led to a stronger purpose - it continues. For tomorrow, I seek future fire science topics to ignite my intellectual goals, I seek insight into non-meat food for my well being with a decision, and I seek a peace that comes with a satisfying tidbit of literature. Only a year ago, I had no idea that I would seek these worlds or even have the ability to. So, let’s hang out and talk about life, this experience, and pushing one’s self. I’d like to. I’ll be here.

Thank you to those who inspire me.