Adventure!

Tom has been home from London for a while now and I am going to visit him in Washington for a couple of weeks. Probably won't get very much internet time, but I am okay with that.

I've never been to the northwest before. Wish me luck, I hear there's vampires there (and their raving fangirls, who, frankly, I'd be more afraid of any day of the week. Forks tourism is giving Twilight film tours now, can you believe that??).

I have a new goal in life

...and that is to be hugged by one of these.

I don't think I have to explain myself beyond that picture. Goodnight.


ETA:

Did you SEE that precious little yawn? Augh, I just want to hold it and kiss it and wear it on my head.

:c

"If you hold onto your dreams too tightly, you'll crush their little ribs."




I don't remember where I first saw this quote, but whenever I think of it, it always makes me very sad, for a reason I can't quite put my finger on. I don't want to hurt my little dreams, particularly now that I'm picturing them as small furry creatures not unlike kittens.

Pretty things.

Vogue Spain.
Photographer: Juan Gatti.

I don't think I would mind at all to wear lovely things like these every day, especially that buttoned coat with the lace collar. Wouldn't say no to being that tall and skinny, either. Alas, since neither of these are at present possible, I may just have to console myself with a you're-a-good-girl present. But alas again, I have not been a good girl. That, however, is my secret.

My love she speaks like silence.

No sleep again tonight. I think things are happening in my head. This is not good this is just the behaviour I decided I could not take in others anymore.






My bed smells like Honey Nut Cheerios, which is exceedingly odd because I certainly have not been eating cereal in bed.







Oh look, now I am using giant spaces between my sentences. That just reeks of blog angst.