According to the fat dictionary, the word inspired means “having a particular cause or influence.”
Lately, I feel that I’m just overly inspired and my interests are far too varied and vast. At times, I feel I’m going mad.
I’m currently in such a funny middle place between moods and seasons. Feeling impressively present and happy overall, but at times anxious about the big, bad future!
Being in NYC last week, certainly didn’t help, although I had the time of my life there! I constantly felt bombarded by contradictory thoughts and feels and the desire to feel and experience everything in life.
This photo is from one of my long, long walks through Brooklyn last week.
Many photos to come from Katherine and Caley’s beautiful Saxapahaw wedding and NY.
“Beauty has no obvious use; nor is there any clear cultural necessity for it. yet civilization could not do without it.” – Sigmund Freud
I’m currently writing from a lovely apartment in Brooklyn. Staying with Sarah these days and keeping myself somewhat busy with long walks, picture-taking, filming, reading, writing . . . NYC has been surprisingly lovely up to this point, and I feel that it will take me a while to work up the courage enough to leave this place.
Life lately has been a hilarious mix of funny events, wild emotions, and dramatic weather. I’ve lived my weekends out of bags and my week in the a variety of places too. I’ve thought a good deal about the big, scary future and feel that I really have no idea what is in store. I know with confidence, it’ll be something I never dreamed of doing and in a place I haven’t ever considered.And I’m excited. I’m ready for a challenge and ready to take on just about anything right now.
Maybe its all inspired by the new warm weather and the snow and ice slowly melting away, or maybe its just the constant reminder Spring is near. . . and with it comes a whole new set of possibilities.
“Everybody is identical in their secret unspoken belief that way deep down they are different from everyone else.” – David Foster Wallace
More photos -> here.
I saw purple when I put on my shirt this morning, I saw purple light when I was meditating in yoga class, I saw purple when I listened to this song, and I saw a lot of purple in this photo.
This weekend was one of the first weekends I’ve had in Chapel Hill and Carrboro this semester. It was all very necessary, all pretty happy. And I spent time with many of the ones I love, I learned how to bake delicious bread, I had the best beer of my life, I did a good deal of experimental partners yoga, I cleaned out my room//my life, and I found beauty in the tiny things.
I could have been more productive, more efficient. But overall, I was happy to be here and finally get around to unpacking all the weekend bags I’ve had piled up in the corner of my room.
Here’s to getting lost in your bedroom and seeing colors to the brightest and fullest potential. Happy Sunday.