Viewer's discretion is advised: for this entry, be prepared for a lot of rhetorical questions and open-ended thoughts. While going through the motions today, I've found myself more inquisitive than usual, and I suppose this is the cumulation of all of those thoughts. 

Have people always been so self-conscious that there is a necessity to micro-manage every part of their lives in order to function correctly? Do people organize their lives around what makes them happy or what makes them look better? Most importantly, my main question would have to be: Why? Why do we turn to the negativity in our lives in order to somehow overlook or compensate for all of the good that is present? There isn't a single thing to be found in sadness or pain. Take my word for it, I've looked. 

I do understand that there are days when it seems like problems run rampant on all of the other plans you've already previously made, were looking forward to, and invested so much time and energy into. Days like today where some things were impossible obstacles that couldn't be maneuvered around necessarily. If I live another 80 years to be nearly 100 years old, I hope that I have a couple thousand more days like this because I feel as if with each one they help me understand a little more about why I am who I am and why I act the way I do. Sometimes, there is nothing that can be done in order to remediate a situation or make a particular moment in time better, but inversely, it is not ideal to allow that given scenario to become worse. Alas, life is tough. But, instead of fixating on all of the things that went wrong, because I'm human and I'm expected to err,  let us focus on something that made today particularly extraordinary. 

The first thing that was achieved upon arriving at school today was being able to console someone that is very important to me. The fact that another person has enough respect and trust in me to openly allow my advices is remarkable, seeing as I have a very difficult time being able to do that very thing myself. It is not in my nature to let people inside because once you lend the things that you hold closest to you to another person, it is up to their discretion what they do with it. I don't want to donate a weapon to someone that would potentially hurt me or have anything but my best interest in mind, and so, the best way to avoid that is to let the audience be minimal to none. I figured that as I sat next to my friend outside the school hearing how hard some things are for her because she lacks the ambition or confidence, I could have sworn I was talking to myself. Almost as if I heard my voice projected from a recording from back in time. As cliché as it be, there is nothing greater than the serendipity that I am enough of a conscious thinker to not let moments like those pass me by, especially when there is so much to learn from them. I heard her until she was composed and tears were dried, and walked her to class as if she was giving her day a "do-over". She admitted she needed a chance to just rewind the day back a little bit to where she was able to think clearly, and I was positive that her words echoed in my brain until I realized how much I would've appreciated having someone to let me have a "do-over" when things go haywire. 

Also, the music is totally unrelated. I just really like Tom Petty, and I learned a good chunk of the tabs for this song's chorus and verses earlier. Next on my list before I'm finished with TP would be the exit solo.