Wishes

I was going to write some of my wishes but I can't remember any of them.

Isn't that strange? That I spend most of my day wishing for things that probably won't happen, but now I can't even remember what they are. I think there's a moral here:

This too shall pass and all will be well.

And not only will all be well, but you probably won't even remember why you were so upset in the first place.

I'm not very good at painting my nails.

Stay Strong.

Love and kisses,

Dani

(p.s. Ariel, do you know if Tami is having class in the summer?)

I'm great, thanks for asking.

I'm not entirely sure what to say. I could write some overly dramatic post about how I'm sick of winter and cold, but I don't really want to do that. I could write some disgustingly hopeful post about how tomorrow will be better and we need to just keep moving, but I don't really want to do that either. I could rant for a bit about things and events and people that annoy me but I definitely don't want to do that.

So I think I'll just sit here and do nothing for a while. Why don't you join me? We can just sit here in silence and enjoy each others company.














Shhhhhh!













You see? That was nice! Oh who am I kidding, you probably just scrolled right through all of that silence didn't you. That's okay. I forgive you.

I haven't been entirely sure what to do with myself today. I don't have dance, and I really don't want to do any homework. I already have my 80s costume for our New Beginnings skit and everybody is busy. It's a bit too cold to go on a walk and I've already read everyone's blogs.

So I decided I would do a bit of online shopping.

Unfortunately since I have no money, my version of online shopping is finding lots and lots of beautiful things to add to my ever-growing list of things that I want but will never buy.

WAAAAA!

Here. Take a picture. I kind of liked it.


Isn't this exciting? I'm putting the picture at the bottom of my post instead of the top!

Keep dreaming.

Love and kisses,
Dani

post script: what exactly is it that all of these people do when they're not busy? I'm so restless!

I'm not very good at giving up.

Not about things I care about anyways. I say I'm giving up. And I pretend to give up. But in the dark, to myself, I have a hard time letting go of things sometimes.

Because I'm crazy? Yeah.

Because I'm setting myself up for more disappointment? Yeah.

Because it would be a stupid thing to do? Yeah. I'm good at doing those stupid things sometimes.

Because I'm a secretly a dreamer? Yeah.

Because I might still believe in fairytales? Maybe.

Because I still want a fairytale. Definitely.

Here's a song for you.

DREAMER

Kari Kimmel