Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros. You don’t make me feel like a zero. Vibrance and passion all in a song. I wanna be a gypsy.
Dianna Agron, but you can call her Charlie.
"IF I HAD A WORLD OF MY OWN, EVERYTHING WOULD BE NONSENSE. NOTHING WOULD BE WHAT IT IS, BECAUSE EVERYTHING WOULD BE WHAT IT ISN'T. AND CONTRARY WISE, WHAT IS, IT WOULDN'T BE. AND WHAT IT WOULDN'T BE, IT WOULD. YOU SEE?" LC
A photo for you. Or two.
Wake up, it’s Sunday.
I like Sundays. Sundays involve relaxing, reading, writing, film watching. I suppose, really, nothing productive happens on Sundays. Do we know why? No, we don’t. Maybe it’s because Sundays were intended to be the day of rest, but we do that on Saturdays, also.
Enough about that, how is everyone? I’m currently drinking coffee and wondering why I’m awake at such an incredibly early hour of the day.
Here starts my own ‘when I was young’, because I asked for your answers and some of you asked for mine.
I would play circus in the backyard with my brother and our dog. Caber the dog was ALWAYS the lion. Jason and I varied circus positions, but my favorite was playing the trapeze artist. Our playset helped me to believe I might have a future in it. Really, its trapeze bar was quite sturdy and rather low. Yet come to think of it, I have taken a class and loved it. I should do that again. Sidetracked. Onward! I would read and write and draw for hours. Get lost in the trees. Spy on our neighbor’s grandmother who would walk around violently shaking ALL of the neighborhood trees. Why? I’ll never know. She seemed quite sane as well. I thought I was Alice. Then Roald Dahl. Then Alice again. I would go in my dad’s car and listen to his music. Or drive with him and ask questions about all his favorites. Sometimes silly questions, like, “OK, so there is Tom Petty but who are the Heartbreakers?” He’d laugh. I’d fall and trip constantly. Grace was not my forte. Except when I danced. That was the only place I could fool you. Loved Lucille Ball and Audrey Hepburn and wanted to be a combination of the two when I “grew up”. Loved to help my mom make food for dinner. Tried to learn to sew but would give up impatiently. She was too good for me. The resolve was pinning patterns. I wished I could fly. Could never have too many pets. At one point we had two dogs, three rabbits, and four mice and a stable full of horses down the street. I’d groom them in exchange for lessons. This rambling here isn’t surpassing the wonderful answers I got from you twitter folk. But there’s a picture here. If only slight. Hope so.
Dianna Agron, but you can call me Charlie.: A daily challenge, are you game?
It’s Monday morning, I don’t know about you, but sometimes it is hard to get going. Today, try finding a way to celebrate you, another person close to you, or hey, a few people close to you! Or even a stranger. For yourself, treat yourself to something special. Being lazy for an hour, lying under…
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3073 Who are you celebrating?
Today, I’m celebrating friendship. Friends guide you through tough times, and show you who you are. They, inevitably, sometimes know you better than you know yourself. “It’s a sweet thing, friendship.”
LET LOVE IN. Keep those who fill you with happiness close around you, they’ll always be there to do so.
tumblrbot asked: WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE INANIMATE OBJECT?
My favourite inanimate object? OK, that has to be ornaments. They just sit there and look pretty.
