Take a breath. Take a moment. Stop what you're doing and breathe. Have a thirty second dance party to this song. Close your eyes and think of a time when you were happy. Before things changed. We all have these moments and we wonder how in the sweet heavens are we going to get through this?
This is how.
We give ourselves little indulgences and remember that things were good before so they can be good again.
I've been feeling very attached to Disney as of late. I can't exactly say why, perhaps it's because I've been a little discouraged with the upcoming school year and college applications and getting a job and getting started on my life. It's all very big and scary. Of course that's no reason to keep from getting started. I'm just saying, growing up is terrifying.
And Disney is a connection to my childhood, but more than that. What's amazing about Disney is that it can make you feel like a child but can also urge you towards the future, to follow your dreams.
So to any and all of my lovely readers, I prescribe a healthy dose of Walt by watching the video below and a Pandora station dedicated Disney music. It's good for the soul.
I feel quite inspired this morning. Ongoing events concerned two of my dearest friends have been plaguing my thoughts for quite some time now, and every now and again I hear a song that just speaks directly to me.
This here is one of those songs.
It's not just a song that relates to me and my situation, but to anyone going along with their life, wondering why the world is the way it is. It's, I guess, a special reminder that everyone is going through something. It's our job to try and look past ourselves and see them.
And since I have completely forgotten how to blog, I can only provide a link to the song. Apologies, higher quality blogging is on it's way.
As any who have known me for a prolonged period of time are aware, I haven't had my hair this short since I got a comb stuck in it in the 5th grade. Jeepers!
But upon returning home from camp on Friday, I found a big fat check for $500 waiting or me on the kitchen table and decided to do something fun, like chop off all my hair without telling anybody. So I did just that.
I'm quite pleased with the result, (don't worry, pictures will come) and the response has been encouraging, all except my brother, who lamented over the fact that I could no longer resemble Hermione Granger. Of course I will have grown back most of the length by October, so there's no worry!
Well then! I'm off to pack! I'll be in Cedar City for the rest of the week visiting my sister. Love to all!
P.S. You. You know who you are. If you even still read this journal, know that I am coming for you. This has gone on too long, and I will soon be on your doorstep, smoothie in hand, and I will not leave until you and I completely understand one another. Hopefully that will mean we are friends once more. Because I miss your family. I miss your home. I miss you.
Of all the comebacks... Mine has to be at five in the A.M. of course.
The truth is that I'm really rather tired, but a little thing called nausea is preventing me from just closing my eyes and losing myself in dreams starring Ramin Karimloo.
My tummy is all clenched and I feel like emptying the contents of my stomach, being little as they are. But most of all, I JUST WANT TO SLEEP!
Considering bailing out on school. I did yesterday, after second period, also due to the issues my stomach has with the outside world. The rebellious little organ simply curled up and screamed, "There's no way you are going to enjoy the rest of this Tuesday because I say so!"
My alarm goes off in twelve minutes. This is depressing.