Our hearts all beat the same.

7 billion people and counting.
We are only two.
We are different:

She is little, I am big.
She lives here, I live there.
She rides on the back of a motorcycle, I use a car.

We're all so different, but our hearts all beat the same.

Our Corner of the Universe

I used to lay in the surf as the waves would roar onto my face.
I used dance in the rain as the down-poor created the rhythm to move.
I have always loved water, thus, these remedies have not changed.

This past Spring, I went on a trip to Belize through my school. Months of preparation, hours of classes, pool training, I was finally ready to get my scuba certification. I was excited, mostly for bragging rights of saying that I was licensed to take an oxygen tank 60 feet under water and breathe with ease. Even as I soared through the the tropical waters of the Caribbean, it didn't hit me until I was sitting at the bottom of the ocean, following my bubbles to the surface.

There is so much world.

30% of this world is land.

70% is water.

I loved scuba diving; however, at the time, I wasn't really sure why I found it to be so fascinating. Though I loved gliding through the waves with the vast amount of fish, and even with a larger than life sea-turtle, that is not what sparked my passion when thinking of my under-the-sea adventure.

30% land.
That leaves 70% of this world, that would otherwise go unnoticed.

What do I really love about scuba-diving, I mean what do I really, REALLY love about it?

I love the fact that I am free to the rest of the world.
That instead of the .0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000001% of the universe I live in, I am open, and free, to discover the rest of the world.

I tend to forget that the world isn't confined to what we know.

L.A.

Gonna start this home from the roots

Never thought I'd lose you

Gonna follow those city lights

Call me a dreamer but it's worth a fight

Easier said than done

Well I learned my lesson

There's no easy way out 

and I found out the hard way

Is this a heartbreak 

You still make my heart race

This is a hard place 

to be

Someone guide me

I'm still fighting

No I'm lying 

but you can't fix me

I want to go to L.A.

Take the Max or the Subway

Maybe I just had a bad day but,

I'm already here

I thought I left you far away from here

But you've still followed me through all these years

Three thousand miles away

I'm still choked up with no words to say

I'm searching for someone to replace

Someone to calm this rage

I'm all alone on this quest

We all know I got a few things I gotta get off my chest

Is this a heartbreak
You still make my heart race
This is a hard place
to be

Someone guide me

I'm still fighting

No I'm lying 

but you can't fix me

I want to go to L.A.

Take the Max or the Subway

Maybe I just had a bad day but,

I'm already here

You call me with your touch, I'm too young for love, I'm too young

I'm too young for love

You call me with your touch, I'm too young for love, I'm too young

I'm just too young for love

Is this a heartbreak
You still make my heart race

This is a hard place 

to be

Someone guide me

I'm still fighting

No I'm lying 

but you can't fix me

I want to go to L.A.

Take the Max or the Subway

Maybe I just had a bad day but,

I'm already here

I guess maybe I jumped the gun

You know I still need to learn a few lessons

I'm stranded in this foreign land

Moving on holding a stranger's hand

This is a heartbreak

Cause you still make my heart race

This is a very hard place to be

No one can guide me 

Cause I'm not fighting

No I'm not lying

You can't fix me 

I will travel the world!

the people.

the places. 

the culture. 

the food. 

Oh the places I'll go, from the wise words of Dr. Seuss. (that book is inspiring.)

God is good.

The world is vast. 

That excites me.

WORLD, HERE I COME?

NAW.

WORLD, HERE I AM!