Traffic in the Sky

So. I went for a run tonight, right?

Definitely had two very contrasting experiences with the oncoming traffic.

The first?
A little kid passing on his bike, quietly encouraged, "You can do it!!!"

The second?
A teenage/young man, saying something like, "Chasjdkfb laieruhgbl akdjs!!!!!!!!!"
(In other words, I don't really know what he said, other than the fact that it was loud, and it scared me. A lot.)

The first totally made my whole day!
The second? Not so much.

That's just life.

'It's a new dawn, it's a new day.'

I like to look for rainbows whenever there is rain. 

And ponder on the beauty of an Earth made clean again.

I want my life to be as clean as Earth right after rain- 

I want to be the best I can, and live with God again.

I know when I am baptized, my wrongs are washed away.

And I can be forgiven and improve myself each day.

I want my life to be as clean as Earth right after rain,

I want to be the best I can, and live with God again.

Something's gotta.. give..? I dunno.

I am going to dye my hair, I think. Something's gotta give. As much as I might miss my hair how it is now, I am ready for a change. And it's always fixable. I think I am just hesitant to rid myself of the blonde 'label'. Not that I enjoy the stereotype, but I feel like no one is blonde anymore, and I enjoy being in the minority I guess..? Who knows. Bye, bye, blondie. Hello, brownish red :)