It's Easier to Think

I am Mark Meneses, the Miami breed.
I hum music with my words, and my fingers follow soon after.
Sometimes I whisper; sometimes I become a news anchor.
Creation, appreciation, & apprehension.
Watch my footprint gain depth in the sand.

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Keep Breathing | Reggie Williams

“You said, ‘Hold me so we always stay the same; but kiss my like they’re taking me away.’”

I meant to upload the song “I Gave You Away,” but the file size was too large. Above is Reggie’s transition song, prelude to “Change.”

Reggie Williams, probably one of the nicest guys I’ve met up here in Tallahassee, has an incredible EP that everyone should check out and give a good listen to. These songs are becoming a little place my heart can go every once in a while for some shade from this unbearable heat.

Let the next four weeks roll by.

Railroad Ave.

Railroad Ave.

My hair has been cut - and as you can see, it’s not just one of them. (Apology for shit quality goes here.) I’ve been staring into the reflection of my hometown. It’s not easy to miss Miami and love my new town at the same time, but as long as this push and tug keeps alternating, I should be okay. Tally’s been great to me; I’m starting to feel like I’m on the right rails. The nightlife’s great, the glow of the town is entrancing, and I’m picking up a lot of experience that’s fitting to mold. I’d even go as far as saying I’m finding a lot of parallels between here and home - I’m swimming down an estuary, both away and towards my hometown.

My hair has been cut - and as you can see, it’s not just one of them. (Apology for shit quality goes here.)

I’ve been staring into the reflection of my hometown. It’s not easy to miss Miami and love my new town at the same time, but as long as this push and tug keeps alternating, I should be okay. Tally’s been great to me; I’m starting to feel like I’m on the right rails. The nightlife’s great, the glow of the town is entrancing, and I’m picking up a lot of experience that’s fitting to mold. I’d even go as far as saying I’m finding a lot of parallels between here and home - I’m swimming down an estuary, both away and towards my hometown.

Ready to dive head-first into the spring semester. Take me to Tallahassee already. I want my memory to not-so-much fade but, rather, suddenly-and-abruptly stop.

Ready to dive head-first into the spring semester. Take me to Tallahassee already. I want my memory to not-so-much fade but, rather, suddenly-and-abruptly stop.

Obligatory snapshot of my happiness. Back in Tallahassee for the weekend. I love you, Haley Cove.

Obligatory snapshot of my happiness. Back in Tallahassee for the weekend. I love you, Haley Cove.

I miss those Tallahassee hills,

big enough for a giant to wedge itself into, like a baby resting between suckles of its mother’s breasts, for an eternity of sleep.

A shot of Haley and me when I was in Tallahassee a few days ago. Could not have come out any more perfect than this. Back & Forth. Forever.

A shot of Haley and me when I was in Tallahassee a few days ago. Could not have come out any more perfect than this.

Back & Forth. Forever.

Tallahassee: Entry #3

I am no longer in the Florida capitol, and I couldn’t be any more upset about it. After adjusting to a new place the past few days, albeit visiting, it still feels very fissured to be pulled away from something so grand. I can honestly say Tallahassee has been wonderful to me, along with all the people, the school, and the feeling I get when I get to see Haley every morning and every night. I’m beginning to make my plans for my move up there right away — nothing has ever felt so right for me, and I know I’ll be in knots until I’m away from this city and in the town (and school) of my dreams.

I’ll cut this entry short because, at this point, all I want to do is complain. The drive down back to Miami was heavy and neck-cracking; the entire time I wanted to U-turn and head back in the direction of my newly-found sanctuary. It’s a load, but it’s felt nothing short of that the last five days. So thank you, Tallahassee, for being so friendly, so fun, and so symbolic of everything I’ve wanted at this point of my life. I will see you very, very soon.

Tallahassee: Entry #2 The campus is the most beautiful place I’ve ever been. I mean, I know nothing compares to Hogwarts (and yes, I have been to Hogwarts — duh) but this is, without a doubt, the next best thing. I was able to ride around the town for a chunk of the day yesterday with Haley, and it surprises me how fast I’m learning where everything is here. More than anything I love how close everything is in relation to one-another. I mean, I don’t even think it would even be necessary for me to bring my car up here in January — a two minute walk, and you’re at the dining hall; a five minute walk, and you’re at Chili’s; a couple more minutes, and you’re on the main street, where you can literally find anything you’d ever want. Something else that made me really happy was that I was able to speak to my dad today about moving up here. It’s really nice to hear him support me with this decision, as I’m a little used to being reprimanded by the man when it comes to my decision-making. I even heard his smile over the phone as I was describing the campus and town to him, his grin probably as deep as the Tallahassee hills I’m growing accustomed to. You see, my dad never went to a big time university, barely finished college, and I’ve always seen a slight gleam of disappointment when he speaks of it. I want him to be able to know that I can do differently, that I can do what he has always dreamed of me doing, that I can study and aim my life in the right direction. Live out your dreams through me, dad — I am your vessel, your son; I want to make you proud. The picture above was taken right outside the dining hall while I was enjoying some morning java with my girl. Today we’re going to be looking around town for a place for me to stay in the Spring. All the places we keep seeing, all the buildings and apartments and townhouses, they’re all calling me. I hear whispers of my name every time I step into the Tally sun. This town keeps calling me, and I can’t look away from it.

Tallahassee: Entry #2

The campus is the most beautiful place I’ve ever been. I mean, I know nothing compares to Hogwarts (and yes, I have been to Hogwarts — duh) but this is, without a doubt, the next best thing.

I was able to ride around the town for a chunk of the day yesterday with Haley, and it surprises me how fast I’m learning where everything is here. More than anything I love how close everything is in relation to one-another. I mean, I don’t even think it would even be necessary for me to bring my car up here in January — a two minute walk, and you’re at the dining hall; a five minute walk, and you’re at Chili’s; a couple more minutes, and you’re on the main street, where you can literally find anything you’d ever want.

Something else that made me really happy was that I was able to speak to my dad today about moving up here. It’s really nice to hear him support me with this decision, as I’m a little used to being reprimanded by the man when it comes to my decision-making. I even heard his smile over the phone as I was describing the campus and town to him, his grin probably as deep as the Tallahassee hills I’m growing accustomed to. You see, my dad never went to a big time university, barely finished college, and I’ve always seen a slight gleam of disappointment when he speaks of it. I want him to be able to know that I can do differently, that I can do what he has always dreamed of me doing, that I can study and aim my life in the right direction. Live out your dreams through me, dad — I am your vessel, your son; I want to make you proud.

The picture above was taken right outside the dining hall while I was enjoying some morning java with my girl. Today we’re going to be looking around town for a place for me to stay in the Spring. All the places we keep seeing, all the buildings and apartments and townhouses, they’re all calling me. I hear whispers of my name every time I step into the Tally sun. This town keeps calling me, and I can’t look away from it.

Tallahassee: Entry #1

Being away from home is stirring my mind up a bit, and I just want to talk about it. Not to him, or her, or them, but to you. I’ll be shoveling some thoughts onto my blog for the next few days while I’m up here in the Sunshine State capitol.

After forcing my mind through the uncomfortable slivers of two classes I really couldn’t pay attention in yesterday, I rode up to Tallahassee to visit Florida State University campus and my girlfriend. The highways were long and winding, and I wasn’t driving with anyone other than my iPod and a lunchbox with a poorly made sandwich in it,  but a seven hour car ride alone can really be therapeutic in many ways.

The final stretch before Tallahassee was the toughest part to drive down. Highway 10 really took a toll on me (no pun intended — it’s a toll-free road, actually) in a way that I was starting to realize of some things I need to break away from. Thinking about Miami, and how far it was behind me at that point — well, it really made some foggy areas in my head settle. I mean, I’ve always known what I need to dissipate from my life, and I know that moving will help that process. I just never came to terms with it — it’s never been a reality until I saw the sign for Tallahassee signaling it’s approach in no more than nine miles away.

Of course aside from coming to acquaint myself with the campus and town I also came up to visit my girlfriend Haley. It’s been three weeks since she’s been doing summer term here, and three weeks too long of me missing her. Relationships go through a lot of trembles and quakes, and I’m proud to say that if anyone can make a long distance relationship work, it’s Haley and I. The separation had been pretty turbulent at first, and it seemed like every day was going to be an extreme of happiness or, well, the other extremity. But lately dust has been settling, and I can finally see the wall on the opposite end of the room — and let me tell you, it’s a magnificent wall, lined completely with detailed trims of color and hung frames of antiqued oil paintings of important characters… perhaps I’ve been paying a little too much attention to the halls of the school…

What I’ve seen so far of the campus is beautiful. Brick upon brick upon brick upon hills (yes, hills — these beautiful, rolling hills) is all I can really say to describe it without an actual visit. This school is all I can really think of — it’s all I really want to think of. I’ve been stuck in Miami for too long, and though the city is great and all, I just can’t limit myself like that.

I can’t wait to shake hands with the rest of this town, and the rest of this school. January holds many promises for me, and I’m holding my breath deeper and deeper each day.

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