Rise

I realized today that two months from now I will be done with my freshman year at NYU. It’s almost sad, but it is also exciting. I have been through all the crap that freshman year has to offer me. Now it’s time to move on. It’s so weird to think about it. I feel like I just got to college but in reality I’ve been in the trenches for quite a few months now. I know what it is that has to be done to better my years here. I know what I did wrong and how to fix it. I know how much more effort needs to go in to what areas of my life, and where I need to lay off a bit. It’s a weird, but also really cool feeling. I’m just finally ready to leave the old stuff behind and start anew. And I still have two months to go.

This week I’ve also decided to work on my friendships. I assume, oftentimes, that even if I’m too busy to call or keep in touch, they’ll be there. I’ve learned that isn’t the case with everyone. With a lot of friends it has proved true, and I realize who my true friends are, but with most they fade away into a number on my Facebook page. I’ve decided to pick a few friends that I value the most and attempt to stay close to them. And to develop the relationships with the people I neglected to know that well, if they will let me. All the rest will have to go. I need a closer base of people; people who make me laugh, stroke my hair when I cry, and tell me I’m didn’t do anything wrong even when the government is sues me for copyright infringement. (The copyright infringement part isn’t true…yet.)

So I don’t have a clever song line to fill in today. I’ll just use a song I’ve really been enjoying lately; Tom Goss: Rise

“Today your face,

it slips away,

but in a dream I’ll find,

everything,

worth wondering,

truth to fuel this live.

Now it’s time to say goodbye, and to leave our skins behind.


Let the dusk, drain the sun and rise.

Falling feet,

a vacant street,

choose a path to run.


Tenderness,

this lovers kiss,

simply said and sung.

Now it’s time to say goodbye, and to leave our skins behind.


Let the dusk, drain the sun and rise.

And you’ll fill all the voids that you long to, if you ever come back down.
 Won’t you ever come back down?

Still looking back,

past’s steady laugh,

shadow clings and fights.


Stubbornness,

a patient kiss,

bids a child goodnight.

Now it’s time to say goodbye, and to leave our skins behind.


Let the dusk, drain the sun and rise.”