The Sound of February

There are some things in life that just seem unknowable --the past, present or future -- and maybe my thinking in this thought has been far too influenced from my English class; I realize that this thought dances in my mind quite frequently. Most of the time, I find that when I think of the unknowable, it is the future that comes to mind, but the past and the present must not be left out. I tend to be a worry wart and have to make the effort to stop and just live. I like the fact that my life is a mystery. It leaves room for surprise and reward or, a new lesson learned and, love to be given or received. And as for now, I am breathing through a constant slew of activities.
I am so glad that Valentines is over. Bitter? No. My Valentine was sweet to me, but working in a flower shop during this holiday--yikes. It wasn't so bad. We stayed pretty organized and level-headed (most of us). I listened to many young, middle-aged, and old men conjure up a flirtatious note to attach to their dozen roses and through it all, I learned even more about flowers and strengthened a few skills. I'd like to think that after seven and a half months I'm developing a strong eye for floral design.
I am loving life. I like the fact that I'm in school and being productive. I like my job and its creative outlet. I like dance for the most part and I am excited to perform next month. I love the people (person) in my life. It gets better every day. I am glad that I was brave recently. I look forward to what's to come. I always want to be better--live better. I have been struggling with my faith more so than usual, but I feel struggling is better than just existing and remaining stagnant. So, in conclusion, I'm living alright and doing just fine.