playing outdoors. restoring ol blue with my mom. dinner and a movie. hands out the windows floating on air. good music. cousins flying down the highway singing in the sun. bike rides through the smells of spring, grass, wet bark, and earth. walks through sculpture parks and talks of everything. adventures, mishaps, cooking, boardgames, laughing, stories, simplicity, love.

hello outdoors, how you have been missed! i am free.

things have been broken but today, i am counting one for sorrow and two for joy.

[[i made this skirt out of old ties from st. vinnys. ]]

i am not altogether sure why, but these days feel strangely significant. moments upon moments of heart and purpose. im living wide eyed, trying not to miss anything. parting ways with much and finding folds upon folds of new things to see. shaking off past slough and fighting to resurface.

by removing myself from what i know and people who have shaped old thoughts and feelings, i have found new perspective and see myself again. what i truely care about and what to let go. and being okay with this lumpy mess. because i like it. alot. and for the moment, i am enjoying it more than reason. i think that when you find yourself alone and learn to live within it, and grow to love it all, the well and the unwell, that you see who you really are meant to be because you dont have those same people to tell you who you are. no one to validate or not validate your being. its freeing.

'and if im flying solo. at least im flying free.'

i am taking one crazy day at a time and trying to just take it all in and learn all i can. see all i can. love all i can.

-i was cooking. long story short my glass pan and yams exploded on the stove. yams shot straight up in the air. -waking up to an attacking hug and sporatic conversation at 1am. -plastic seagulls in the mail.-laughing with good art building folk. -waffles and coffee and surprises. [somethings just make me want to worship.]

peace to your lives.