Never Gonna Let You – MacKenzie Porter
Pick yourself up Then fill your half empty cup with faithIt’s gonna be ok
Pick yourself up Then fill your half empty cup with faithIt’s gonna be ok
Scene: Kristin and I enter Starbucks. We are in the middle of talking about how there is a Menchie’s across the street, how they’re overpriced and how (despite having to take out a loan to buy frozen yogurt) we still need to go one time. Both of us approach the counter with two fairly cute male baristas. Me: Hello! Starbucks man #1: Hi! What can I get for you today? Kristin: Can I get a grande pumpkin spice latte? Starbucks man #1: Sure! And you? Me: Same please! * Starbucks man #1 hands Kristin her latte * Me: I love the Fall time. Kristin: I know! I love how it already feels like Fall weather. Me: What’s the largest size you can get at Starbucks? Like, tri-venti? Can I ask for a barrel of pumpkin spice? They’re so good! Kristin: I think venti is the largest. * Starbucks man #2 hands me over two lattes * Me: Huh? Did you get yours already? Kristin: Yeah, I think they made a mistake. Me: Excuse me, who is …
I brought it all up, got it all out What is it worth, to both of us now It’s off my chest, but never off my mind
Every summer, I have goals. I write them down in list form and every year I try to complete it. Some summers I am successful, other summers (like this one), I am not. Although, it’s not for a lack of trying. Life happens, you change, things come up, etc. The summer started out with reality slapping me right in the face. May was a month of heartbreak. However, after picking myself up and discovering a new found feeling of independence, it was time to focus on me. My summer list was out of the question. I had absolutely NO free time to do anything. I was on the go 24/7. June rolled around and I officially graduated! As much as I felt excited, I was extremely overwhelmed. New questions started to roll into my mind – what’s next for me? Where do I want to work? Where do I want to live? I’ve never put myself through this kind of stress. Hence, the shingles. Honestly, the shings were probably the best thing to happen to me that month. …