My heart whispers such sweet nothings. I cannot simply ignore my heart because of the words of warmth and yearning. 

Yet, I cannot acknowledge my brain because it bellows words of persuasion. Enticing me to believe them and never question my brain. 

I feel as thought I am lost in a sea of desire and responsibility. 

As for now, I am lost in the waves of my mind, and my better judgement is sinking at an alarming pace. 

I know so many people whom rely solely on logic. While I do agree that logic is needed in life to balance out the whimsy and the material goods in life. But, when  people try to prove things to me with ‘logic’ alone— I wonder where their heart is. Has our world turned so cold that we cannot see that we need the whimsy to balance logic? We need to fritter away our time so we know what it feels like to lose it. But, we all need to be doing things productively to need time to fit in leisure. Am I the only one who not only wants to be beautiful but also smart? We make fun of the nerds whom never indulge in vanity. Yet, we make fun of the vain whom never indulge in a book. We also make fun of the normal people who are just trying to find themselves in this ocean of lost identity and cell reception. Humans find themselves just to lose it to technology or wanting to fit in. We live for such extremes that we forget about the simple pleasures. We forget that love is an emotion to be felt at the right time. Not a neglected dog waiting to be called upon when it is convenient for you. Hope is not food to rely on for your whole life, you got to take chances. Sorrow is not something that needs to be all consuming. Emotions are not something that need to eat you or something that you purge because you are allergic. We need both because we are human. 

But, what does it mean to be human? Some are vain. Some are logical. Some are a mixture of both. But, if you die for vanity; or inversely, you die for logic… No one will remember you. It isnt radical view-points or personality traits that makes people beautiful to others, it is the way their mouth moves when saying something brilliant. The furrow of your brow when a rebuttal happens— But, of course we can find simplistic enjoyment in beauty of a physical nature or of a mental capacity. We just can’t keep leaning on one thing. The only way to grow is the challenge yourself.

Humans are like trees, while we are rooted to the ground: we can grow, and grow, and grow, until we reach our full potential. Or we can be uprooted and falter, either way, we have to be careful of the roots we intertwine with and who we hide with our shade.