Monday, February 25, 2013

perfectly, imperfect.


Sometimes I think about how lucky I am to have the jobs that I do. New Haven is a constant learning experience for me. Every day I see something that wasn’t there before. Most days I leave with a new perspective on life. And I always, always leave with more love for these ladies.

My mind has been pondering on the idea of how one strives for perfection. Not only that, but how one sets such high limits on themselves, only to crash and burn when those limits aren't met. I think sometimes we set these unreachable standards for ourselves; we try so hard and put our whole hearts into whatever it is that we’re working towards. And then we fail. And maybe we fail once more.

But maybe we’re never meant to reach those crazy high standards all at once. I think sometimes we forget that it’s all a process. I think that we forget that we’re meant to fall every once in a while. It’s in the struggle of standing back up that we find ourselves. We find out what makes us who we are and who we are not.

I think we’re meant to slowly become the person that we’re meant to be. I think every day we’re meant to strive to be our very best.


Happy Monday, Y’all. 




Monday, February 11, 2013

dreams do come true.


I can be a bit of a dreamer. Maybe I go into too many details about how I want my life to be like while dreaming those dreams of mine.
 That being said … I would dream of being an ice skater when I was younger. I have Disney Channel to thank for that. So going ice skating this past weekend was almost a dream come true. Almost. Did I do a few fancy turns in the air? Not even close. Was I able to skate backwards like I didn't even care? Only because I had some fellow pushing me and keeping me from falling on my face. Did I manage to not fall on my bum once throughout the evening? You betcha.
I also have this slightly irrational fear that I’m going to fall and then have someone’s skate blade run over my hand.
Just thinking about it hurts.
I’d do it again.



Tuesday, February 5, 2013

the nicest thing.


All I know is that you're so nice
You're the nicest thing I've seen
I wish that we could give it a go
See if we could be something

I wish I was your favourite girl
I wish you thought I was the reason you are in the world
I wish my smile was your favourite kind of smile
I wish the way that I dressed was your favourite kind of style

I wish you couldn't figure me out
But you always wanna know what I was about
I wish you'd hold my hand
When I was upset
I wish you'd never forget
The look on my face when we first met

I wish you had a favourite beauty spot
That you loved secretly
'Cause it was on a hidden bit
That nobody else could see
Basically, I wish that you loved me
I wish that you needed me
I wish that you knew when I said two sugars,
Actually I meant three

I wish that without me your heart would break
I wish that without me you'd be spending the rest of your nights awake
I wish that without me you couldn't eat
I wish I was the last thing on your mind before you went to sleep

Look, all I know is that you're the nicest thing I've ever seen
And I wish that we could see if we could be something
Yeah I wish that we could see if we could be something


Kate Nash