Why do they make it so hard for people to better themselves. So, growing up I never had a permanent house. As I grow older I’m learning to find stability in instabilities. I have moved around so much in my life I really do not have a place I can call home. Thus I have also learned to never attach to anything. I realized that home can be found in the people you surround yourself with and the memories and traditions that develop. Home is happiness and my happiness most times is with the people I love  even if it is just myself at times. My own house. And I can’t wait to be there.

This poem by Ronald Chapman sums it up:

 

In the darkness of the night,

Away from all street lights,

Some drifters walk past.

 

A cold wind is blowing

Where are you going?

Please look at me.

 

Hopeless and desperate,

Hiding in the shadows,

Forgetting who I am.

 

You have to decide what your highest priorities are and have the courage pleasantly, smilingly, nonapologetically, to say “no” to other things. And the way you do that is by having a bigger “yes” burning inside. The enemy of the “best” is often the “good.

Excerpt from Seven Habits of Highly Effective People by Stephen R. Covey

I began to draw an invisible boundary between me and other people. No matter who I was dealing with. I maintained a set distance, carefully monitoring the person’s attitude so that they wouldn’t get any closer. I didn’t easily swallow what other people told me. My only passions were books and music.

Excerpt from Sputnik Sweetheart by Haruki Murakami