Posts by Joel Christiansen
Day 239:
My imagination has an ability to pound at me like the
Day 239: My imagination has an ability to pound at me like the ocean on the Northern shores if Ireland. Relentlessly crashing against my consciousn...
Day 239: My imagination has an ability to pound at me like the ocean on the Northern shores if Ireland. Relentlessly crashing against my consciousn...
Day 220:
Substitution.
I pushed my reality down an overly
Day 220: Substitution. I pushed my reality down an overly difficult, long road. I took my life in so many odd directions, always searching for so...
Day 220: Substitution. I pushed my reality down an overly difficult, long road. I took my life in so many odd directions, always searching for so...
Day 194:
Imagination.
I spend most of my days listening to
Day 194: Imagination. I spend most of my days listening to music. I am not the kind of person that cannot have some kind of music playing around ...
Day 194: Imagination. I spend most of my days listening to music. I am not the kind of person that cannot have some kind of music playing around ...
Day 117:
Work.
Something pushes me. Everyday, there is
Day 117: Work. Something pushes me. Everyday, there is something burning inside to be the best at whatever it is I do. I push to be the best that...
Day 117: Work. Something pushes me. Everyday, there is something burning inside to be the best at whatever it is I do. I push to be the best that...
Day 89:
Selfish.
I put my hands down, against the warm
Day 89: Selfish. I put my hands down, against the warm earth, trying to grasp at something larger than myself. I felt cold at the apex of another...
Day 89: Selfish. I put my hands down, against the warm earth, trying to grasp at something larger than myself. I felt cold at the apex of another...
Day 88:
Walking.
Placing each item in its place, careful
Day 88: Walking. Placing each item in its place, careful to account for the empty spaces. Rolling each item, taking the time to tuck in the corne...
Day 88: Walking. Placing each item in its place, careful to account for the empty spaces. Rolling each item, taking the time to tuck in the corne...
Day 86:
New.
My life is something that slips from my
Day 86: New. My life is something that slips from my direct attention at times, life gets in the way of life I suppose. There is something to it...
Day 86: New. My life is something that slips from my direct attention at times, life gets in the way of life I suppose. There is something to it...
Day 69:
Faith.
I put my faith in so many things that make
Day 69: Faith. I put my faith in so many things that make no sense to me now. First and foremost I put my faith directly at my own feet. As thou...
Day 69: Faith. I put my faith in so many things that make no sense to me now. First and foremost I put my faith directly at my own feet. As thou...