Sometimes

Sometimes...

It's hard for me to enjoy new music when all I want is a nostalgic favorite tune.

I'm reminded of how much I love rainy mornings, even when I'm wishful for a snowy winter. Rain? I love you. I'll take you.

I feel self-conscious when I realize it's my turn to talk and my mind is a complete blank.

I am mildly dishonest when I act tough. My first reaction is to have a strong front, always. But it's not actually what I'm thinking.

I can't imagine a world without easy travel. Who would I be if I couldn't even conceive of exploring far away lands?

I'm surprised that I still seek for validation. A lot. In everything... fashion, music, written and spoken words, humor. Can't I just trust myself?

I get a little too easily wrapped up in Iron Chef America episodes. They are perfection.

I indulge in guilty pleasures like eating ice cream out of the carton while watching mindless television.

I wish all things in life were as wonderful as a quiet early morning outside, when the air has just enough chill to blow back your hair and refresh your brain for the day.



Sometimes game via Young People In Love