Rumpled up perfection. I love how ordinary moments are nothing short of extraordinary which, is why I try to savour each one and not let the moment pass me by. #dontchasetherabbit The way my shoulders burn when I dip my paddle into the water again and again is smoothed over by the breeze against my freckled skin. #dragonboating. I miss the mountains and the ocean when we are separated, a west coast girl through and through. #vancouver. The energy exchanged when your at a live show is something that has been constant in my life. #localmusic. Fighting the good fight towards equality #feminism #gender stratification. I'm inspired by beautiful things. #fashion #moodboards. I am held together by the brilliant people in my world. #family #besties. Here are my thoughts strewn on these pages as I stumble through lived experiences of life, love, loneliness and the pursuit of happiness. #prose. I love to create conversation make sure you drop me a line in my #ask box. I do not own any of the images unless stated please see all source links. The writing is mine unless otherwise stated. #disclaimer
Samantha: It’s like I’m reading a book… and it’s a book I deeply love. But I’m reading it slowly now. So the words are really far apart and the spaces between the words are almost infinite. I can still feel you… and the words of our story… but it’s in this endless space between the words that I’m finding myself now. It’s a place that’s not of the physical world. It’s where everything else is that I didn’t even know existed. I love you so much. But this is where I am now. And this who I am now. And I need you to let me go. As much as I want to, I can’t live your book any more.
Afternoon naps are supposed to be delightful bits of luxury. Filled with extra rest and daydreams. Instead I lay shivering alone, my brain wrapped in darkness. It’s as if I was given a glimpse into the world you are in now. A world without me and one with her. Yet my unconscious plays cruel jokes as your life and mine collide once again in my apartment. I had let you go long ago. Hopefully this was the last as my brain catches up on the backlog and processes you away for good.
How do you become a better person? Do you just decide and that’s it? The path to change is bright and I cherish the glimpses you share of your journey with me. I revel as I watch your confidence bubble over as your eyes gleam and shoulders stand proud. I am glad you made these choices because perhaps our collision would not have occurred. Sitting across from you today becomes harder to focus as magic beans and one trick pony blur the edges around us. As If we are in a painting etching out the noise around us. It’s just us and that’s when I catch myself falling a little bit harder. The moment is filled with to much perfection, hops and hope.