In the Middle of the Night

How it feels so dreadful to stay awake, yet so peaceful. The sky is clear and the covers protect me against the chill of the drafty room I rest in. Not a sound is heard besides the respiration, in and out, of my lungs. The beat of my heart. The heaviness of my eyes.
The shadows seem ambiguous, but welcoming. The ceiling is sparkling due to the small light and the glitter. I sense no nightmares, or dreams for that matter, in the shadows. No whispers in the dark can be heard. All that is heard is my racing thoughts, good and bad, of my mind. The heaviness of my eyes.
Dong, dong. Dong, dong. I hear twelve of them. I still awake lie awake, weak and losing. My body finally welcomes it- the darkness of the shadows, the warmth of the covers, the constant breathing, the invitation to my mind’s adventure into dreamland.
The rings dissapear into the void of the shadows and dark, the whispers cease, fears slip away, and my eyes relent. All is silent. All is calm.



No I in Team

Picture this: the cool waves of a blue water wave, the chants of the crowd, the face of your team when you make a goal. This is Waterpolo.
There is always a thrill out of a ball and a pool as long as there is something to shoot at. This feeling of togetherness and kinship is something shared in sports, as well as the feeling of heading into battle. The team sticks together against the opposing enemy in order to have a victory and show fear in other neighboring teams… Or something along those lines.
This thrill of the game is only just beginning. No matter what sport, keep this in mind: without togetherness, there would be no team, no we, no win. Keep the feeling alive and stay strong together.

This photograph of the varsity boys team at sunset was taken in Livermore by yours truly.

Goals towards 2014-15

Hello visitors to “The World Is Your Audience”!
I would like to begin by apologising to those who have been paciently waiting for my next post to be published. In reality I have been slacking off from wordpress. In addition, I wanted to go out for long bike rides around the city. Other than that, I just can’t think of a good enough reason to give besides I forgot.
This is how I plan to make up for my absence: I want to try to write something every two weeks at the very least. That way, there will be something new. In addition to the two blog posts I plan to write, I will add a personal feeling post so my feelings can show themselves. Lastly, it would be nice to make myself a bit more known. For this to work, I have to commit to what I say for this year. Well, it’s time for my challenge to begin!