dabbling in reverie's avatar

dabbling in reverie

The musings of a small town 20 year old working on some colorful patches to add to her quilt of life. Warning: the occasional elephant will be passing through

Theme by Theme Static

gregtenenbaum:

#BostonStrong

glad we were able to put my old prom dress to use, you made me feel like Hera, Abby, so talented

Cecily Brown, Couple

Cecily Brown, Couple

Breezeblocks

please don’t go please don’t go i love you so i love you so 

Happiness is the journey, not the destination.

Happy Valentine’s Day How I Met Your Mother Style

So instead of being a whiney single girl on Valentine’s day, I’m going to appreciate the meaning of it (and the chocolate it comes with) and enjoy the lovey dovey atmosphere all around me tomorrow. Whether you’re single or happily in love, I wanted to share this great speech that Klaus makes in Season 8 episode 1. Happy Valentine’s Day everyone :)

“There is a word in German- lesbenslangerschicksalsschatz- and the closest translation would be like long treasure of destiny…It’s not something that develops over time. It’s something that happens instantaneously. It courses through you like the water of a river after a storm, filling you and emptying you all at once. You feel it throughout your body, in your hands, in your heart, in you stomach, in your skin. If you have to think about it, you have not felt it. Of course you’ll find it someday. Everyone does eventually, you just never know when or where.” 

It’s time to stop thinking and start doing. Life is about the experience, not the end result. Minutes spent worrying about the future can amount to a lot of wasted time that you don’t get back. This moment is now, this is what matters. 

puzzeled

When is the exact moment that you stop knowing someone? Does it come gradually, or does it appear suddenly, like an unexpected rain shower? I must have missed it, because it still strikes me as alarmingly odd when I pass you on a sidewalk and it’s as if I’m greeting a stranger instead of my old friend.