Life Summed Up By A Library

My love of the written word, in all its forms, is a universally accepted fact amongst my family and close friends.

And that's why, when I look at my robustly stocked bookcase, I see some of the most precious moments of my life.

There's children's stories, adventure novels, goosebumps, sci-fi, romance, drama and horror, mystery and tragedy, poetry and legends.

I simply love a good story. A wonderful tale that plays with your imagination and emotions, that pushes your ideas of what reality is.

It works in a similar way that music does. I get the same feeling from a beautiful poem as I do from Tchaikovsky's Nutcracker Pas De Deux.

It's swells and dips, it's character and traits of the author/composer, it's all simply...... 

beautiful.

Oh, there has been some good news. I got some encouragement, off the staff at a café I absolutely love, to do an exhibition there. As they brought me coffee they seemed to like the sketches I did.

And I'm also reminiscing my ballerina days... just maybe, perhaps, I could have another crack...

Love life, even when it's a shithole.

- xx

Image courtesy of ~EdenAmar

Grams (Of Effort) Per Litres (Of Love)

Chemistry joke, referring to the different units of concentration (g/L). Thanks for sitting through my nerd moment, moving on!...

Recently I put in thousands of kilograms of effort into something and so far have received zero love. Which, if effort was a solid substance, means I'm left with a mound of stale, crumbly and unnecessary effort. And it got me thinking about how much is taken for granted, how some things people expect from others without even the idea of giving something back crossing their minds.

This is me rambling, feel free to tune out.

I guess what I'm aiming at saying is do these people deserve the good deed/ sacrifice/ the politeness of others? I was hoping for a little love in return, even some simple understanding, but it seems maturity is lacking in my situation. Here's hoping that they realise the magnitude of what I've done for them hits home before they do this to someone else.

So I set a mission to you.

If you choose to accept.

The details are as following; try and do one good deed for someone before the week is out. And not just something so you can tick it off your list, really mean it when you do it. The feeling you get is phenomenal. And who knows, maybe someone might return the favour.

There, now isn't that corny of me?

Hi-ho silver, away!

- xx

Little Bit O' Ell Oh Vee Ee

New York I love you, but you're bringing me down...

What I would give to be in cold NY right now. 

I'm going to go ahead and be completely hypocritical right now and say I hate dramatics and that I'm going to try and keep this post simple.

The top three things I want right now;

1. One of those massive coffee's from De'Oro

2. A little more rain.

3. A copy of Charles Darwin's most famous work.

The top three things I need right now;

1. One of those massive coffee's from De'Oro

2. A night of undisturbed sleep

3. A hug. A really really big hug. 

New York is sounding blissful right now...

- xx

Find Those Umbrellas

It's early on a Sunday morning.... what the hell am I doing up?

Anywho, it seems like my prayers have been answered. Remember a few weeks back I asked for rain and for it to be possible that I get to wear a coat? Well the sky's are a healthy looking gray from dawn till dusk.

Rain has poured from the heavens without me completing a rain dance, and with it has come my opportunity to don my coats again and not look like a Siberian lost in a desert.

Although there may be warnings of flash floods, I say move all perishables above sea level and frolic in this wonderful phenomenon. 

Dance in it, laugh in it, get thorough soaked in it, whatever takes your fancy.

All my troubles are like the dirt on the pavement, accumulated after week on week of dry weather, now being washed away in a matter of days.

Just simply enjoy it.

- xx


Image courtesy of ~sarageotz