Sometimes all you need...

is to split a bottle of wine and open fortune cookies with someone that shares your brain (and heart), on a chinese restaurant patio sometime before five o'clock. Hash out what's holding you down, dream up big plans, and consider, with enough seriousness to be dangerous, running home to pack bags and leave, drive until you see ocean.

Or sometimes, it's all I need I think.

❤love.

Change. The only constant.

"When we say things like 'people don't change,' it drives scientists crazy. Because change is literally the only constant in all of science. Energy, matter, it's always changing... morphing, merging, growing, dying. It's the way people try not to change that's unnatural. The way we cling to what things were instead of letting them be what they are. The way we cling to old memories instead of forming new ones. The way we insist on believing, despite every scientific indication, that anything in this lifetime is permanent. Change is a constant. How we experience change, that's up to us. It can feel like death, or it can feel like a second chance at life. If we open our fingers, loosen our grips, go with it, it can feel like pure adrenaline. Like at any moment, we can have another chance at life. Like at any moment, we can be born all over again."

-Grey's Anatomy (yeah yeah. I'm a girl, hush.)

I think this is something everybody probably needs to be reminded of. Its hard to loosen your grip. It's hard to leave behind a part of your life you loved. Whether its a person, a phase, a place, or a perfect constellation of factors. Its hard to accept that some things weren't meant to be always. They were just for right now. And right now is over. Its painful. But there may be something great that never would get a chance, if the other had always been.

Deep breath.

❤love.

I would choose a shield.

I've tried to get things accomplished today, but I've just had too much on my mind. Besides thinking about all the things there are to do, there's just so much else going on. It's distracting. Too many problems I wish I could fix. If I could choose a gift, a superhero power, I think it would be to shield. To wrap myself around people I love and heal them. Mend their hearts, fix their wounds, rid their lives of what was pulling them down, draining the life out of them. I'm a firm believer that the bad things make you stronger. They make you appreciate the good, the people that love you, the small joys that can be found in every day life. But sometimes, enough is enough. You know? Have you ever known someone who deserved a break, needed a reprieve? I guess hardship is very much relative. And I know lesser things cause some people great pain. And I don't diminish what they feel. But I know some who have carried unimaginable weights. And they're tired. And especially to one, all I can say is, please don't give up. Wait just a little longer. I'll be right here. Maybe we can find something to make us laugh in the mean time.

"It is not easy... to wait. Waiting is what the hunter does, and the poet and the slugger. He waits for the moment of inevitability and fate and then he swings, or shoots, or takes up the pen to put down a line. They don't teach us to wait in America; they teach us to grab. But waiting is what we do when we are looking for something beautiful, when we are looking for an end to our sorrow. Nothing is infinite in life, not even sorrow. You just have to wait."

-Cary Tennis

❤love.

Feelin' turquoise.

source

"She would be half a planet away, floating in a turquoise sea, dancing by moonlight..."

-Janet Finch

I apologize for my lack of writing. I'm still unfortunately under the weather. Better soon hopefully! I leave Wednesday for Park City, Utah!

❤love.

Been thinking bout the moon.

"The night walked down the sky with the moon in her hand."

-Frederic Lawrence Knowles

❤love.

From my favorite, ee cummings.

Last week, my friend Kaelah posted a picture of a tattoo that was the last line of a poem I really love, so I wanted to share it. It's by my very favorite poet, ee cummings. Some of his other poems appear to be jibberish, and he always breaks all the rules of capitalization, punctuation, and grammar, but its part of why I love him. There's meaning behind all the madness. And this one is just so beautiful to me. I'm not a big poetry person, so it takes a lot for me to love. And this, I love.

somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond

ee cummings

somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond

any experience,your eyes have their silence:

in your most fragile gesture are things which enclose me,

or which i cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look will easily unclose me

though i have closed myself as fingers,

you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens

(touching skillfully,mysteriously)her first rose

or if your wish be to close me, i and

my life will shut very beautifully ,suddenly,

as when the heart of this flower imagines

the snow carefully everywhere descending;

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals

the power of your intense fragility:whose texture

compels me with the color of its countries,

rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what it is about you that closes

and opens;only something in me understands

the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)

nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands

❤love.

My favorite haircut. Ever.

So I got a haircut today. And I am in LOVE with it! I look so different, it's so far away from anything I've ever done before, but it has put me in such a good mood! Getting an awesome haircut is such a confidence boost.

from weheartit.com

"I believe that happy girls are the prettiest girls."

Audrey Hepburn

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It's more about what you radiate.

"Beauty is not in the face; beauty is a light in the heart."

-Kahlil Gibran

Bursting at the seams!

I've been sick and haven't been able to do anything besides sit in bed and PLAN. And dream up ideas and research options. And it's making me SO stir crazy. I can't wait to be better and jump back into real life and work on turning some dreams into some realities! The new year is going to be a pivotal point, a fresh start, a new beginning of something big. And I can barely contain myself. Inspiration, GO!

all images pulled from ffffound.com

❤love.

My favorite four letter word.

Okay you guys. It's not what you think. Snow, people. Snow. And I need some. BAD. Even after tacky sweaters and ornament exchanges for some reason it just doesn't fully feel like December. It should, I mean, lord. I heard a Hanson Snowed In song in the mall the other day. Oh it takes me back.... to last year. Or I mean. Grade school. Because no one listens to them anymore... So anyway. Today would have been perfection with some snow, but alas it was nasty misting rain. We threw a Potluck, Ornament Swap, Tacky Sweater party and had an absolute BLAST. I'm so blessed with the friends in my life. We voted on a bunch of superlatives and I got... too many. Best Personality, Most Random, Most Likely to Not Use Their Degree (oops), Most Likely to Not Have a 9 to 5 Job, and Most Mischievous. I got that gleam in my eye...

So back to the snow thing. It makes everything better. It does. No matter what is happening in my life, no matter how stressful, when it suddenly starts to snow, it all falls away. It's like a giant hush. One of my very favorite things is waking up in the morning to that silence. Before you even get out of bed you can hear it. So peaceful. And like a slate wiped clean, it always makes me feel so hopeful.

There's a quote that I absolutely love from the movie The Family Stone. It's the scene where Meredith and Ben are sitting in the car and he decides to tell her about the dream he had. It's so innocent and beautiful.

"You were shoveling snow. You were just a little girl in a flannel night gown. And you were shoveling snow from the walk in front of our house. And I was the snow. I was the snow. And everywhere it landed and everywhere it covered. You scoop me up with a big red shovel. You scoop me up."

I think I feel better already. Just remembering that. Maybe I'll dream of snow tonight. In the meantime I'm sitting in a giant beanbag watching Baby Mama on the projector with some of those amazing people. We do this finals thing righttt.

❤ love.