breathe

Friend

Wake up, the sun says.

I'm trying to warm you. 

It's going to be okay, the sky says,

I've stormed, too. 

Come this way, the road says, 

I know where you're trying to go and I'll help you get there. 

Be well, I say,
forgive all that's gone wrong because you still shine bright to me.

Need sleep

Hi I'm stressed. I don't have time to blog. But I say that and then I'm sitting at brunch until 4 pm on a Sunday wondering where all my time went. So much to do. To think about. To worry about thinking about. I'm in denial. More like fight or flight response. Doing a bang-up job fleeing. Now it's time to fight. Deadlines? Make them. Work? Master it. Free time? Control it. Spring break is two short weeks away and you deserve this. So work hard, remember to sleep and for goodness sake stop talking to yourself on your blog. Or don't. Whichever gets you moving like the queen of your life you are.

minute enthusiasms

Stacy's gingerbread pita chips from Christmas taste better mid-February. More crunch.

My advertising textbook's definition of social media just gave me the invaluable perspective that it works. So I think I'm ready for this exam.

1 banana, 3-4-8 scoops of chocolate ice cream, ice, milk in a blender for an after-school life escape.

Ellie Goulding turned all the way up is choice therapy for any mind gone mad.

Lent

No social media. You have things to do. Like make DIY bracelets. 

Sometimes

Sometimes, not being chosen over other people to hang out is ok.
Just like going for the last four and finishing off a whole row of girl scout cookies in one sitting is.
Just like cleaning the entire apartment by yourself again since really you're the only one who actually lives here anymore is.
Just like deciding not to be lonely and working on your grad school application instead is.

Sometimes it's just not your day and you feel like being dramatic and that's ok too.

yep