Wide Site

In the Mystories I have written I have not necessarily talked about this, but this theme has been reoccurring the past few months in my life and I believe that it is my “North Star”. In the past few months as I started college I have noticed that many people my age tend to complain about everything, from waking up early, having homework, or having nothing to do on a Friday night. I am not saying I don’t complain, I do everyone does it is human nature. But lately I have been in situations where most people would have gotten discouraged and just given up. Instead of looking at all the negative aspects and focusing on that negative situation I feel like I have done a great job at seeing the positive thing and looking past the surface. I was running on a trail near Lake Texoma recently, and came upon a lookout point where you could just see for miles across the lake. It was a beautiful sight, looking at this made me realize that in a world so big, filled with so many different people, I’m not so significant and my problems aren’t either. Also a feeling of amazement went through me and helped me to realize that where ever you are peace can be found. Everywhere I go I try to look past the surface and see what’s on the inside. I do this because in a way I’m afraid I will miss out on one small detail, even though that detail was small and seemed insignificant it wasn’t. Nothing you do is insignificant. I have seen in movies where people travel back in time and accidently kill a butterfly, and by just doing that change the future dramatically. I think that has truth to it, one small thing that you do can have a big impact on your future. If I had a wide site image it would have to be an image of the fine print, which is barely visible on a document. Many people choose to ignore the small details, but that is where the most important information is. If I were asked to give advice to someone I would tell them to appreciate all the little things in life, because I think that is the most important thing and will in turn lead you to a true discovering of who you are.

Mystory VII

The main thing I concluded with the entertainment portion of my previous Mystories was the pursuit of happiness I have been on my entire life. I believe everyone on this earth is going through this same thing going around doing whatever they can to achieve what they believe to be happiness. Throughout my life I have tried many different things. Buying material things, doing certain things, being a part of the crowd. As I became older I realized that your own happiness doesn’t stem from others, it can only be achieved through one’s self. In a sense happiness can be related to the mythical creature Bigfoot. Some think they have found him, some say he is not even real. Regardless of others opinions, someone who believes they saw Bigfoot will rebuke others opinions about him and only believe their own. I would say the pursuit of happiness is like searching for Bigfoot, we never may catch him but we will always be searching for him. Happiness is what you make it and not the people around you. But I think a good tip on the road to finding your happiness, would be to pay attention to the small details, because that is what really matters. For me at least I think finding enjoyment out of the little things in life has really helped me to wake up every day and be ready to take on the world.

Mystory VI Entertainment Discourse

It was not until I was in High School that I could truly appreciate the comedic genius of The Office. This show is by far, my favorite television show of all time. It let me have a thirty minute escape from life, and made me laugh more than I have ever before. The Office seemed down to earth and relatable to me, they weren’t jumping out of buildings or killing monsters. They were working at a Dunder Mifflin Paper company selling paper. Still to this day I want a boss like Michael Scott. It still makes me chuckle when I picture Michael Scott burning his foot on a George Forman grill, because he wanted to wake up to the smell of bacon. This show brings a smile to my face when I think about it. The problems faced by the characters in this show, were problems that regular people may face. The characters were likeable and the little quirks each of them had made you like them even more. This helped me to be more involved with the show. In a way this show relates to my family, because Michael Scotts personality and my mothers are sometimes the same. They are similar in that they make decisions without thinking them through and having no reasoning behind them. The Office is a great show, if you have not watched it you should start.

Mystory IV & V

Decision Scene:

A sailboat is an image that comes to mind when I think about my decision making. Something as simple as choosing what color shirt to wear for me involves me constantly changing my mind, just as a sailboat is constantly being changed by the wind. One underlying reason I think I do this is because I sometimes am weary of a potential outcome of a choice, so while at first I thought the choice would produce a good outcome I quickly realized that maybe it won’t so I changed my decision and thusly changed my direction. I try to stay committed to things, but if I think it will not turn out for my benefit then I may quickly abandon the idea.

Memory Glimpse:

As far back as I can remember is an experience I had one day at lunch when I was in elementary school. Kids began throwing their trays away and preparing to make their way to the playground. I don’t know why but that day I decided to bring three quarters to school with me, and after lunch buy three Hostess Ding Dongs for me and two of my friends. Why I decided to do this, I may never figure out the true reasoning. I walked over to the table and handed the lady three quarters, and she handed me three Ding Dongs. I was smiling ear to ear, so happy to give my friends a treat for lunch. I looked around the lunch room and I didn’t see them anywhere, checked the playground still no sign of them. Finally I asked some other kids, and eventually figured out that there weren’t at school today. Once I figured that out, I was devastated. I had three Ding Dongs and no one to share them with. From my best recollection, I can remember finding a bench, and sitting alone and eating the three Ding Dongs. I wasn’t happy at all that I got more food, I was sad because I had all this food and no one to share it with.

Micro Scenes:

As I have grown older I have experienced many awkward moments, but looking back I can recall my first true awkward moment. I was in the fourth grade; I can remember the cool morning and my father walking me to class. The strange thing about this was that my Dad never walked me to class; I was always dropped off at the front of the school and just walked to class myself. At the beginning of the year I was enrolled in Mr. Hills class, and for some odd reason which I still do not know today my mother did not like that man. I thought he was a nice guy and a good teacher, but apparently she didn’t agree with me. Eventually she forced me to switch classes. In hindsight it wasn’t really a big deal, the classrooms were even connected. At the time though I thought it was life changing. I didn’t know anyone in the other class, or the teacher, I was petrified and embarrassed to go to school. That is why my Dad walked me to class that day. I walked into the classroom that morning, literally almost hiding behind the teacher’s leg. She said “Class this is Casey Love, he is the new student.” At that moment everyone was looking at me, they seemed nice but I didn’t know any of them. Would they like me, dislike me I didn’t know. The worst part about that moment was the mystery. I just stood there in silence not knowing what to do. It was just complete silence for a few seconds. At that very instance is when I had my first awkward moment. Was it a good memory, not really. Would I ever forget it, there’s no way I possibly could.