tweet.

Twitter = great marketing + ultimate loneliness

hufflepuff.

It is amazing what strenuous exercise can do for an overactive mind.

In an age where a good bit of the population sits in front of a monitor all day, exercise can solve so many issues.
Im talking about more than just a morning jog. Make yourself hurt

help.

I swear i have just woken up and I am where I am. It seems as if i was dropped into the middle of a jungle pathway, except this isn’t as fun as a jungle pathway.
Opening my eyes to find no logical reason as to why I am where i am.

Why study something with idiots?
Why walk through an environment with no imagination?
Why do i do the things i do when i wake up every day?
Would another path have taken me to a better place?

Drying up like a raisin.
I wonder what path arrives at peace.
The path i walk down wants to leave me in pieces.

Am i the roller coaster? or am i on one?
I feel like a pin about to get blasted.

attention spans.

With every tweet, updated processor, and hyperactive mind, attention spans are shrinking and communication skills dwindling.

stuck behind the wheel.

There are certain days I am stuck in my car without the luxury of control.
My initial reaction in this circumstance is to want to control the path of the vehicle.

But the truth is, I do not know how to drive.

creations.

I am living more and more to create.

Posted creations at www.virb.com/willhightower

Snow white.

Watching white haired women wonder of wanderers.

chain links.

Go ahead.
Break your identity.
Don’t feel like you have to be Dan the drummer, Bob the bike man, or Annie the artist.

The second you quit worrying about your identity is when the floodgates will open wide.

not enough.

rarely a pursuit will return the effort which is put in.
i see the payoff as anti-climatic.

the big moment comes, the project is revealed, everyone sees it, and yet it doesn’t feel as sweet as it should.

feelings of inadequacy.
failing comparisons.
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do what you love for the love.
and for nothing else.

For a good man.

Death is involuntary.
Letting go is.

Peace is found in surrender.

In letting go, in watching the color return to once white knuckles, there is peace.

We are ready for you to let go.
A great man deserves his rest.
Now go in peace.

With love.