Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Thursday, August 19, 2010
This city is where I run to when everything is going amazing & I want to share my happiness with my friends & family.
This city is where I run to when everything falls apart.
I'm torn between cities, even states.
I'm not sure if I am just getting older, or if I am just in a state of desiring something different nowadays, I feel like i'm craving peace.
These days i've been dreaming of a small 40's military inspired house, one floor. With a sunken living room, with a small fenced backyard where Honda can run free. It will have a small garden out front of only different colored daisies & sunflowers. In the backyard I will grow different vegetables, and come fall, pumpkins.
In the mornings, I will sit on the stoop of the house drinking my necessary morning coffee- 2 sugar/2 cream, while watching Honda chase butterflies.
I will take the curlers out of my hair, and slip into my favorite dress. I will grab a homemade cupcake for the road, and Honda & I will hop into my 52 belair heading to work. I will own my own vintage store & barbershop, where everyone in the city comes to dress their finest & look their best. Friends will pop by for a milkshake, a cup of tea, a hug, or a chat. At the end of a long day, I will head out of the city, back home
Nights I wont hear anything, except for trains passing in the distance, & Honda snoring. I will sit at my vanity, watching re runs of I Love Lucy, while putting curlers in my hair before bed.
My life will be simple & peaceful.
Monday, May 10, 2010
So... I figured if the times get tough, I just gotta get tougher.
I consider this a blessing in disguise, because maybe this is the kick I needed to get motivated & get my life together.
For the last two days I have hardly slept, and have been researching how to make all of these dreams a reality. A very big reality.
I think I've decided to go back to school.
10 months of my life, in all reality is pretty minimal, if it gives me the tools to do what I want to do with my life.
Once i'm in business mode, I just don't stop.
I'm in the middle of writing a business plan, it is absolutely terrifiying & exciting.
My inspiration is strange, because I hold her on a pedestal of everything I dont want to become; everything i refuse to become.
I suppose this is for all the people who told me I couldn't do it, or wouldn't do it; that I could never make anything of my life.
I've got post it notes everywhere of possibilities, and I honestly feel like i've got the whole world in my hands.
.. and the best part is, I know i'm doing this alone, and I'm really okay with that.