Wednesday, October 9, 2013

my friend said this on a blog all the way from europe, and i really really love it so she said i could share:

"Sometimes it comes in the little things. Sometimes it comes while you’re sitting at the table outside your room painting; there’s just something about the vibrant reds and greens and oranges that makes it seep out. Where you find yourself telling someone about you past: the messy, gross, secret parts about you that you’ve kept locked away for months, even years, at a time. And sometimes it comes out so nonchalantly, so naturally, that even you’re surprised by it. Sometimes it comes out as your brush kisses the paper and the other person has access to a part of your soul that you’ve kept hidden away. And the more questions they ask, the more you can’t help but be vulnerable because it isn’t like you to lie about these sort of things. It’s in the little moments that sometimes become bigger moments in your mind that are going to stick with you for the rest of your life.
Or sometimes it’s over Chinese food at 9 o’clock at night. Where, amidst your vegetable soup and tea, you savor the flavors of life and the person you’re sitting across. It’s in these moments that you notice that the person you thought you knew is actually far more beautiful inside and out than words can describe. It’s when you learn that you’re not the only woman on earth who is dissatisfied at the thought of just becoming a mother or settling for the American dream. It comes after your fifth cup of tea that you are able to talk about life and the arts and how big and vast the world is, and yet at the same time how incredibly small it is, and you can’t help but laugh at how ironic life really is. It comes and it stays; it never really goes, does it? It’s in the littlest moments at the most obscure times with the most lovely of people that eventually have the most lasting impact on your mind and in your heart… Something that I’m learning not to take for granted anymore."


xoxo miss you, corinna. 

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