5 Year Journal: Many people are alive, few ever live.
So today my ladyfriend and I went to the mall on a Monday Afternoon date. (Why? Partially because it’s a rarity…how many couples can say they’ve trekked the mall on a Monday afternoon? CHALLENGE ACCEPTED COMPLETED.
Enter Urban Outfitters the land of Hipster clothes, accessories as well as the melting pot of all unbelievably/scandalous items yet witty and clever treasure that is the literature section of UO.
We stumble upon a Journal (pictured above). For most of us, journals document the ridiculous intellectual, emotional, simple yet potentially lame depths from which we’ve escaped.
This journal is a questions journal, so each day it has a question. Examples: -Where do you want to travel next? -How do you describe home? -Where do you think your road is going?
This is journal is particularly appealing because some days I have trouble finding something to write down. In five years, I will be 26 years old! My life will probably look very different, along with my perceptions of various things.
Some fears do rise through my excited demeanor. Especially, since she and I would be doing the journal together. (We would share our journals entries after every year.) I fear the potential devastation that would ensue if my journal were to be lost/damaged/destroyed. My reactive feelings can be best understood by Voldemort and Harry’s anguish of having one of the horcruxes destroyed! ::lamenerdface::… but true no?
Now, I can’t for sure promise I’ll be alive for 5 years (I can’t promise much in five years for that matter), but it would be beautiful to record each day that is granted me. Whether good or bad, I will be to remember that the ink delved in the 1825 blanks in this book are evidence that I have actually lived all those days. That God’s providence is a sustained process, that a romantic relationship is meant for something larger than itself, and that living for eternity is larger than life. In all of the wonder that is life, we desperately need to remember that each is given a gift, each to live.
Deja vu! The familiar feeling you get when you find yourself in a certain environment or circumstance and you could have sworn that you have been there before. IT’S SO WEIRD.
Turns out, deja vu is not the only “vu”
presque vu: The tip of the tongue feeling! When you’re trying to remember something when you know that you know it, you can describe it/him/her you just can’t remember the name. Later on when you stop thinking about it so hard, you end up remembering. It happens alone or in groups too.
jamais vu: The feeling where you have a familiar word, and the word is repeated so much that it loses it’s meaning, and feels like just a weird utterance. The same phenomenon can be exhibited in spelling, where you spell a totally common word and you’re puzzled because even though there’s no red squiggly line under it, it still looks wrong. You spell check it, google it, ask a friend!?…turns out the word is spelled correctly.
“Real, sustainable change occurs when actions are in response to values. For too long we have focused on making sure people believe the right things and have left their concerns alone.
I know it sounds like heresy, but it is more important to change what people care about than to change what they believe! You can believe without caring, but you can’t care about believing. We cannot afford to fill our churches with members who have biblical beliefs and worldly concerns. When we awaken the apostolic ethos, the heart of God begins to pulsate throughout the churches of Jesus Christ. The Christian faith is to be a moving experience.”—Erwin McManus
So we all know those famous golden arches symbolizing the tantalizing wonders of greasy fast food. Those crispy fries and sandwiches from the lit up boards or the dollar menu. Even I worked a summer for them! Mcdonalds! (Mind you I ate Mcdonalds everyday two meals a day for two and a half months, I DID NOT GAIN A SINGLE POUND.)
I digress, the real purpose of this entry is to draw attention to this question: Have you ever seen a Mcdonalds under construction? Do you ever remember seeing a half built Mcdonalds?
I HAVE NEVER EVER IN MY LIFE SEEN THIS SIGN “MCDONALDS COMING SOON.” Never. I can’t remember a time where the locals were waiting for construction to finish so they could fill their American Big Mac quota. It’s like restaurants were always there or they popped up overnight like a dandelion! True no? It’s like Ronald Mcdonald airlifted the store and drops the assembled store out of the sky onto location.
Mcdonalds! I’m lovin it asexual reproducing and I surprise bud wherever I want geographically in your local community.