oscar wilde is blowing my mind.
'hearts live by being wounded.'
bang.
Monday, October 26, 2009
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Monday, October 12, 2009
i guess fall means the following:
windy freeway mornings with coffee spilling over the mug.
fuzzy la skylines with life buzzing sweetly through.
chilly weekend latenights across the city with someone who means the world.
fall is the rumpus, & i'm still looking for sense in the crazy. it's slow in coming, if at all. this season keeps the questions close at hand.
windy freeway mornings with coffee spilling over the mug.
fuzzy la skylines with life buzzing sweetly through.
chilly weekend latenights across the city with someone who means the world.
fall is the rumpus, & i'm still looking for sense in the crazy. it's slow in coming, if at all. this season keeps the questions close at hand.
Monday, October 5, 2009
the wild & wonderful rumpus.
fall excites me.
something about the crisp air makes me wake up every morning with butterflies. the thought of perhaps being able to see my breath when i walk outside is so enthralling. i love seeing blue skies but still wearing my boots.
i don't know what it is about fall. every year i get this good-anxious feeling. the feeling that revives in me memories of other falls, memories of other seasons. it reminds me that life is all about changes, and i love knowing that i have to make this season new. that this fall can't be like last fall or the one before that. that if i am to live this life with the kind of integrity and attention that it deserves, i have to seek the new. every day.
so as the california leaves stay the same, my mind turns over a new leaf. this season brings a skip to my step and an excited shiver up my spine. i love the company i am keeping this season, those eyes that light up my own. i love the challenges that are being brought my way, even though they may seem insurmountable at certain moments. and i love that i am gaining new perspective on life. that i am being constantly reminded that seasons all flow into one life, and that i have to keep working for a future.
i'm addicted to the rumpus, if you will.
so here's to uncertainty & seeking the beauty in it all. to caprices, & seeking the comfort in the now.
[& to afternoons at disneyland that i simply cannot get enough of.]
what a whim.
k.
something about the crisp air makes me wake up every morning with butterflies. the thought of perhaps being able to see my breath when i walk outside is so enthralling. i love seeing blue skies but still wearing my boots.
i don't know what it is about fall. every year i get this good-anxious feeling. the feeling that revives in me memories of other falls, memories of other seasons. it reminds me that life is all about changes, and i love knowing that i have to make this season new. that this fall can't be like last fall or the one before that. that if i am to live this life with the kind of integrity and attention that it deserves, i have to seek the new. every day.
so as the california leaves stay the same, my mind turns over a new leaf. this season brings a skip to my step and an excited shiver up my spine. i love the company i am keeping this season, those eyes that light up my own. i love the challenges that are being brought my way, even though they may seem insurmountable at certain moments. and i love that i am gaining new perspective on life. that i am being constantly reminded that seasons all flow into one life, and that i have to keep working for a future.
i'm addicted to the rumpus, if you will.
so here's to uncertainty & seeking the beauty in it all. to caprices, & seeking the comfort in the now.
[& to afternoons at disneyland that i simply cannot get enough of.]
what a whim.
k.
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