Monday, May 20, 2013

When the Sun turns Gold

Today is just one of those Mr.O'Brien inspired writing-to-relieve-myself- days. You know, just writing and writing. No editing. just Genuinitivity at its best- 
Sometimes life is a little funny. It seems to take infinite amounts of twists and turns ups and downs. It is a list of hopes and dreams and wonders unfathomable. And yet, so many people just move on monotonously- sucked into what they are sure life must me. But secretly, I think, they know that there is more to life than just that. There must be. Today was one of those days. Fresh experiences. Fresh revelations. Fresh Perspective. Ariah woke up with the flu. I gave a presentation in Portuguese and wore my sink-made-purple Ombre shirt. But I think the thing that most defined today was midnight. Vanessa, Ariah, Jenneca, and I had just watched 27 Dresses, after wonderful friends tried their best to help with the sick lady. Popsicles. Sprite. Preisthood blessings. Company. Smiles. and then it was just us two, pajamaing it up. 
"Do you want to go on a walk?" she asked. 
"do YOU want to go on a walk? are you up for it?" 
a definite nod and we gathered up our oversized comforters and marched out into the night- Enveloped in the folds of sheep excess and flipflops. It was refreshing. ha I cant even say. Just sprinting through sprinklers on moonlit sidewalks and swinging under the stars. I had never done that before. I don't know how. But I have never been swinging in a huge comforter at midnight tracing pictures in wood chips. It is the best. I can feel myself changing. It is as if... some sort of decision has finally taken a toll in my life. I don't want to settle for less. I don't want to be any less than what I can be. I don't want to end this life wishing I had done more. No. I want to learn all I can. Experience happiness and life at its fullest. I want to explore, create, become better, become someone I can be proud of being, ya know? The someone I only dreamed of one day becoming. And I am doing something about it.
Finally.

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