For the past 14 years of my life I have been carrying the same nickname, Mikey B (besides a brief stint from 6th-8th grade where it was real "cool" to call people by their last name). Do I like this name? Well of course I do, or else I would have made sure nobody would still call me Mikey B.
Through the long tenure of this nickname, I'm not sure I can think of someone I am not related to that doesn't call me Mikey. I really enjoy having a unique nickname, it gives me a feeling of love. If I had to guess though, most people who call me Mikey B have no idea what my real name is. They could probably guess it is Michael, but I would be willing to guess they do not know my last name.
Recently some of my friends have started calling me Mike or Mike B. I used to hate being called Mike, but now I kind of like it. Why the change? I do not know. Maybe I'm just maturing and Mike sounds more mature.
Only thing I know for sure is nothing sounds better than Michael.
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Stuck Between Then and Now
I long for a day of solitude
A day I can just sit in silence and listen
Set apart from the technology that surrounds me
With nothing but Your beauty and creation
But I don't even attempt this
Trapped and alone inside the age of connectivity
Wanting nothing more than separation from the world
A day I can just sit in silence and listen
Set apart from the technology that surrounds me
With nothing but Your beauty and creation
But I don't even attempt this
Trapped and alone inside the age of connectivity
Wanting nothing more than separation from the world
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