Maybe That's What it all Comes Down to. Love.

"Maybe that's what it all comes down to. Love, not as a surge of passion, but as a choice to commit to something, someone, no matter what obstacles or temptations stand in the way. And maybe making that choice, again and again, day in and day out, year after year, says more about love than never having a choice to make at all."

-Emily Giffin

All from this glorious site here.

Something in the Air

This song made me smile...so here it is to kick off the beginning of this post. Today is not a happy day. I'm not feeling any love today. But this blog is about choosing to love, and not about simply pretending that the world is always alright. It feels like my life is crashing around me, but I'm writing this to remind myself that I'm intentionally focusing on the good today.

And, while on the topic of music, here's a perfect playlist that I'm in love with today. (Fantastic site too, by the way!)

Here's another playlist from the same site that has seen me through more than one essay:

Delinquent Barbie made me laugh...just one more reason for parents to not want their daughters to emulate this spunky little role model.

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Remember how I said I love words and would keep bringing them up? Here it is again...20 very brilliant words I would adore back in our regular vocabulary. Some of these words definitely made me kench!

-20 Obsolete English Words that Should Make a Comeback-

I love this video...it makes me want to break into a chorus of this song here. "I love the whole world, and all its craziness!"

More Wonderful Wonders

It's 2:30 am as I start this and, since one of my main loves is sleep, I shall be keeping this to the point. I love this scene from the movie, 'Withnail and I.

'"The carrot has mystery. Flowers are essentially tarts - prostitutes for the bees..."

What I love so much with this picture is the concept behind the set-up; negative spaces in a photograph can be beautiful. The empty bits around the subject, that is, not covered by props or distractions. It made me think about what I fill my own negative spaces in my life with. Am I comfortable just being, or do I always need some sort of activity to fill my time and blur my thoughts?

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I love flowcharts and common sense...this combination is a beautiful thing!

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I mentioned in a previous blog post that I love finding books with underlined words or quotes, even if they were my own. It's incredible looking at what stands out to people...and, half the time, I'm amazed at what meant something to myself at the time I read the book.

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I love big, tall beds. Those super fluffy ones that you have to climb up into, filled with pillows and down blankets and thick sheets. I'm at that strange age where I'm old enough that I'm an adult, but a new enough adult that there are times in my day where I'm still surprised at my own autonomy; I get to own this type of bed now, and no longer have to crawl up into my parent's bed for this level of luxury comfort. Furthermore, I just ate a cookie after brushing my teeth.

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Things that Make me 'Un-Bloody-Hinged' (-Chasing Liberty).

This has to be one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen...ever. Can you imagine waking up to see sunlight, streaking through the water, bouncing off your skin?

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But if you're not careful you might end up re-enacting this little beauty here.

One of my favorite internet clips of all time. It's ok, news reporter, I can't breathe either.

And while I'm on videos that make me laugh, this one is fantastic.

I love black and white photos and train stations. There's something about the combination of the past and the promise of a fresh experience colliding that gets to me.

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And, on that note, I love to get lost. Last year, one of my favorite games was to try and get lost around the city. I would hop onto a bus with a pocketful of change and see where jumping off at random stops would get me to. I always found a way back home, but I guess the real appeal was that - for a short period of time - it was just me and the world in our own secret meeting places.

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A Happy Moment

Journal Entry from January 13, 2009

"Last night I was with two close friends walking around by the beach.It was probably about two in the morning and I left them behind and walked by myself for the equivalent of a block or two. It was dark...incredible. Silent. The houses were sleeping, the stars were yawning. The waves rolled over in their sleep, the foam curled up into the sand on the shore and sank between the rocks with contented sighs. 

The clouds raised their arms over their heads and stretched their toes across the sky before tucking their knees back into their chest...it was breath-taking. I felt like I had walked into nature's bedroom, a trespasser. Tip-toeing in, aware that I wasn't invited. I watched the heavens sleep, the earth dream, nature rest. 

I didn't belong, but I couldn't walk away. I stole sneaky glances at the sweet face of the earth snuggling into itself, away from the destruction and chaos of human interaction."

5 Things Which Restore my Love for Humanity

Thank you, Juno, for coining my more recent feelings toward humankind.

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However, don't lose hope. This is a blog about things I love and therefore I have complied 5 things to drive away the 'People-Suck' blues...absorb and feel the love for the things that others have created or experienced.

I want to take more cabs after hearing this...

If the Michael Jackson cabbie video didn't make you want to take call a taxi, this will. And it might make you cry like a baby like I did.

-THE CAB RIDE I'LL NEVER FORGET.-

Ah...the classic Drunk Octopus. He'd never get past a cop with those drunk eyes!

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There are no words to explain this final lecture of a university professor. Warning: there is a great chance you will not finish this video the same person as when you started it.

And, if you're a huge mess now, just remember the wise words of Dr. Seuss: 'Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened.'

This is one of many incredible pictures of street art that can be found here. That's right...you are looking at a mural.

5 Things for 5 Senses

Today is a list of 5 awesome things for all of our five delightful senses: sight, hearing, touch, smell and taste.

First of all, let's kick 'er off with sight. I adore images where a quick moment is captured and frozen mid-point...a raindrop falling, an explosion exploding; you name it, I love it (Thank you Mythbusters for making me love things slowed down)! For today, I present The Epic Bubble Pop.

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There's nothing like the sound of a bongo drum jam session. If you've never been at the beach on a hot summer night, surrounded with cheap wine, off-key singing, and the heartbeat of worn-out bongos...well, You've missed out. Some of my favorite memories involve Mexican blankets, stars, the waves and a drum. But don't take my word for the beauty of it...listen.

When I need some time to think, throwing pottery is one of the best ways to clear my mind. I have an old kick wheel and it makes this great hum when the momentum smooths out. Everything feels quieter around me and I can center on my hands, and how the slightest touch ripples through the clay in a perfect, seamless movement. I love the feeling of wet clay moving through my fingers. It's like socially acceptable mud-pies I suppose.

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The smell of a fresh summer rain on musty pavement always gets me. It's that smell of old buildup washing away, of the air clearing.

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I love the taste of ice cream. It's not only the taste of ice cold chocolate and vanilla, but it's also the taste of road trips and the line for the ice cream truck in the cul-de-sac. It's the taste of sticky fingers and not knowing what calories were, and the taste of success over having finished all the peas at dinner time. Ice cream brings me back to days where the biggest decisions were over sprinkles or nuts.

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