
It is fairly common knowledge that it is often easier to complain about what surrounds you, rather than to revel in the mess that has become. Example: "That burrito I just ate was so massive I can't move without unbuttoning my pants" Now it is the not the wisest thing to walk around New York with your pants unbuttoned, so you could let the situation snowball as such: "man i'm full, god i'm fat, ugh i hate my life." or- you could say to yourself "well burritos are my favorite thing in the world and now i have an excuse to buy yet another pair of sweatpants!"
A simplified example, but you see the point.
So I am blue. It happens. As much as I would love to listen to some Bright Eyes, pour myself a bowl of wine and apply eyeliner an inch thick, i am going to try something I rarely do...take the high road and lift myself from blue to yello. Here are my current inspirations:
Books: their smells, the color of the pages, the weight of them in my bag as i walk through the city and in my hands as i read them. I have recently recieved my first (very own) copy of East of Eden by John Steinbeck. It means alot to me to have this book in my room, its words so close to me. It is a very powerful book and it dominates my bookshelf right now.
I recently touched upon another favorite author, who I have not spoken of/read in a few years, Jean Rhys. But her words speak volumes to me, and i always thought of her as a kindred spirit. She makes me want to be a writer, and makes me believe i can. I am currently reading Steppenwolf by Herman Hesse. The perfect introduction to winter, it is about an isolated soul, wandering around lonely and full of pain. But i so adore good writers and strong words, and I can already tell I have embarked upon a story with both.
Baking: obvi. Mixing, sifting, rolling dough, flour, sugar, frosting. Cupcakes, chocolates, petit fors, pies, tarts, cookies, muffins, breads, and Pink Lady cakes.

galadarling....nuff said.
Isla Fisher : i don't know, she just seems cool as hell to me. AND! she's married to Sacha Baron Cohen.


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