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| yellowmy favorite colour since i was... seven? according to a random blog that i happened upon, here is what 'yellow' says about me:
Yellow: The color of happiness, wisdom, and imagination, Yellow is chosen by the mentally adventurous, searching for novelty and self-fulfillment. Yellow usually goes with a sunny and shrewd personality, with a good business head and a strong sense of humor. It is the color of intellectuality and all things to do with the mind. Yellow folks are usually clear and precise thinkers who have a good opinion of their own mental capacities and who have lofty ideals. They may at times tend to shun responsibility, preferring freedom of thought and action.
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| rest in peaceI can't claim to have the honor of calling Dereck a friend, but even as an old Bloomy acquaintance he was always kind and generous of himself. Thanks, and God bless. Rest in peace.
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| "dance with"i said something at dinner today that i think i may have to take back.
i was asked today if i was ready to dance with my boyfriend. ...i don't know. and by that.. i guess my more truthful answer is 'no.'
do i want to eventually dance with someone? of course. i'm a consummate romantic. there's all that rational business about finding the right dance partner: right family? good friends? stable career? same thoughts on having some dancers? ...but whatever. that stuff will fall into place.
when i think about a great dance and the right dance partner for me, i don't think about that stuff. i think about how now and a long time from now i want to just always be in love, enjoy each other, share many laughs, make fun of each other, take adventures together.
*shrug* we'll see.
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| insighti feel like you can really tell the happiness a person has when they're truly laughing -- the kind of laughter that makes your eyes and cheeks a lil squished in the most adorably, attractive way.
and you can really tell the kindness that's sometimes hidden in a person when they're singing naturally -- not when they're on stage or holding a mic, but when a little tune, hum, or refrain slips out without thought.. to music that's playing whether out loud or in their head.
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| i don't know what to think anymore.
it's really difficult for me to trust my feelings and intuition right now. --hopefully 'right now' is the appropriate qualifier and this isn't a more permanent thing.
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