Living In My Daydream

"If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?"
-Lewis Carroll

Here’s looking at me, 2012.

With the New Year right around the corner I find it appropriate to list my resolutions. Every year I make resolutions and every year I break my resolutions. I read somewhere that if you put your thoughts and goals in writing where others can see them you are more likely to follow through; so here I am making my resolutions visible for everyone to see:

  1. Slow down. I am always in a hurry, running late, or last minute; this year a goal of mine is to slow down and take life in strides. I have realized I do not always have to rush, and if I slow down maybe I will enjoy life a little more.
  2. Patience. My Oh My, how I must practice patience. This resolution partially involves slowing down. When I am in a rush to get somewhere or do something my patience runs incredibly thin; so I plan to practice patience.
  3. Lose Control. I am such a control freak. I cannot tolerate when others are driving, even if they are great drivers; I just simply cannot tolerate not being in control. I have learned only this past year that I cannot always be in control, so I plan to lose control more often in 2012.
  4. Read more books. I LOVE, LOVE, absolutely LOVE reading. I always catch myself watching TV show after TV show instead of picking up a book from all the must reads I have stacked by my bed, so in 2012 I will shut off my TV (set my DVR, of course) and read more.
  5. Be healthier and lose weight. I am combining the two because they go hand in hand. I need to love and respect my body more, so in 2012 I will go to the gym, quit eating junk, and live a healthier lifestyle.
  6. Be me. In the past, I was always hung up on what everyone expected from me, and wanted me to be. The only way to truly be happy is to be who I am, like what I like, and do what I want to do. In this next year, I plan to be more of me.

In 2012, it is obvious I will be working on myself. I am excited and look forward to what the New Year has in store for me. I have listed a lot of resolutions but I am definitely excited for the challenge and look forward to slowing down, becoming more patient, losing control, reading, getting healthy, and being me. So, here’s looking at me, 2012.

Happy New Year!!

Every year my mom, sister and I go to San Francisco and enjoy a day of holiday shopping. This year I noticed the All Saints store window displaying, from floor to ceiling, antique Singer sewing machines. How I missed this in the past, I have no idea, but I had to stop to take a picture and admire the window. It is absolutely magnificent!!

Every year my mom, sister and I go to San Francisco and enjoy a day of holiday shopping. This year I noticed the All Saints store window displaying, from floor to ceiling, antique Singer sewing machines. How I missed this in the past, I have no idea, but I had to stop to take a picture and admire the window. It is absolutely magnificent!!

I am so curious to try this recipe.
Vintage Cake… yum!!

I am so curious to try this recipe.

Vintage Cake… yum!!

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Yes Ladies!! Quality men find an intelligent woman attractive.

Yes Ladies!! Quality men find an intelligent woman attractive.

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Note 25

notestomydaughter:

Dream big about your future. Dreaming means that you have inspired yourself for a better situation. Then, after dreaming, start doing.

A place I dream of visiting…
felldowntherabbithole:

Put on my headphones and picked out my music of choice for the next hour it would take to walk through the catacombs. Stepped down one hundred stairs leading to the underground quarry. I had greatly anticipated my visit. Never have I seen something quite like the windy maze, comprised of intricately woven walls of bones and skulls from the 1800’s. When the cemeteries were overflowing, and disease was spreading rampantly, this was the solution that was deemed appropriate to remedy the situation. Call it macabre, but I found it beautiful. I took my time, pictured the priests in shrouds replacing the bodies in their new home, the two years it took to complete….pretty wild. My journal entry for the evening:
“Slow, cautious footsteps echo. Missguided heals click. To any degree you turn- bodies reduced to simple form. Bones. Bones, stacked upon bones, stacked upon bones, stacked upon bones. Your ears strain to search the farthest reaches….there’s hardly a whisper. Those that pass you share a common silence. A slow gate. Moisture gathers on the low ceilings, beads of sweat band together at a snail’s pace. They gather into their largest possible form until forced to collapse. Are you nervous? Are you scared? Walk down the corridor, bide your time. Is it yours or is it mine? Can we own it? Do you dare? I’m not scared. I’m just taking mine. Not in a bag, as the lady before me in the exit line. Caught in her selfish act, she scurried. It’s in my mind, can’t get it out of my head. It rests, as I reflect, it shines.”

A place I dream of visiting…

felldowntherabbithole:

Put on my headphones and picked out my music of choice for the next hour it would take to walk through the catacombs. Stepped down one hundred stairs leading to the underground quarry. I had greatly anticipated my visit. Never have I seen something quite like the windy maze, comprised of intricately woven walls of bones and skulls from the 1800’s. When the cemeteries were overflowing, and disease was spreading rampantly, this was the solution that was deemed appropriate to remedy the situation. Call it macabre, but I found it beautiful. I took my time, pictured the priests in shrouds replacing the bodies in their new home, the two years it took to complete….pretty wild. My journal entry for the evening:

“Slow, cautious footsteps echo. Missguided heals click. To any degree you turn- bodies reduced to simple form. Bones. Bones, stacked upon bones, stacked upon bones, stacked upon bones. Your ears strain to search the farthest reaches….there’s hardly a whisper. Those that pass you share a common silence. A slow gate. Moisture gathers on the low ceilings, beads of sweat band together at a snail’s pace. They gather into their largest possible form until forced to collapse. Are you nervous? Are you scared? Walk down the corridor, bide your time. Is it yours or is it mine? Can we own it? Do you dare? I’m not scared. I’m just taking mine. Not in a bag, as the lady before me in the exit line. Caught in her selfish act, she scurried. It’s in my mind, can’t get it out of my head. It rests, as I reflect, it shines.”

Everybody, I know you can believe in yourself!!

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Lost In Wonderland

Original Masterpiece

A friend and I decided to wander the famous streets of Los Angeles and stumbled upon a random little store that had a random little book on its shelf. It was a very old book. I noticed it was of red cloth with a gold picture on the cover and gold writing on the spine. I took it off the shelf and opened it to read, very carefully, that I was right; indeed, the book was very old. I remember this because I thought it was odd that this was the only book being sold in the store. People say have no regrets in life; think of them, instead, as life lessons. I can say that this is one regret I will forever torture myself with. Everything inside me, told me to grab that book and hold onto it for dear life; instead, ignoring my subconscious screams, I put the book back on the shelf and continued to look around. We left the store and went home where I called my mom to tell her that I had found a book I really want (she had been asking me for weeks what I wanted for my birthday). She told me to buy the book and she would send me cash for my birthday (she lived hours away and I would not see her for quite a while). Being that it was now 5:00pm, I did not want to fight the horrid traffic; plus, I figured by the time I would get to the store, they would more than likely be closed. I could not sleep that night because thoughts of this book were racing through my head. First thing the next morning, I went down to the store to buy the book. It was gone and I was devastated!! I cried and the storeowner, who was helping me, became confused. Now prepare yourself… you too, could possibly break out in tears; or you will just want to shake and yell at me “What were you thinking?”

The book I picked up was, The First Published Edition of Lewis Carroll’s, “Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland”, 1866.

Why I remember the date, I have no idea, but it will be forever engrained in my brain. I had no idea the significance of the book at the time but something inside me knew I should not have left that store without it. The store’s owner had absolutely no idea whatsoever, what an amazing piece she had on her shelf and obviously did not bother to do the research. Brace yourself, it only gets worse!! She sold the book for $49.99. Now, I am not sure if it was the American or British edition, however, it does not matter to me. The first published editions are typically sold for thousands of dollars. This woman had such a special book in her possession and was so careless with it. A lesson learned, always listen to what your instincts tell you.

To this day, my heart aches over the possibilities. Can you imagine holding that book in your hands, reading each page line-by-line and dreaming about every person who had enjoyed that very book before you? I believe that book is holding many secrets of the past with it’s own story to tell beyond it’s printed pages. Whoever it is that was so blessed to buy such an incredible book, I hope they understand the depths and cherish it. They are not simply owners of an old book; they are now a part of the books history and secrets.

A Light at the End of the Tunnel

I have been following this site for years, and I absolutely love it!! These past years I have found it to be incredibly accurate. According to this month’s horoscope, the next year of my life is going to be adventurous, amazing and full of dreams come true… I sure so hope your horoscope is as amazing as mine…

I am looking forward to my future!!

Don’t listen to people who think you’re dreams aren’t real. Let your dream prove their nightmare wrong.

—unknown