paper diary has been stealing me away.
that shall change soon.
i have ideas, and i want them to become accomplishments.
a lot is bouncing around in my head.
i've been thinking about cutting my hair. but only thinking about it.
getting healthier, little by little. the sweets get me, every time.
i love that there are people on my fan.
i love laughing at dust, and my feet, and lounging in laundry.
i love scribbling with sharpies on the back of receipts.
and jotting down the music i'm missing.
i love simple notes, simple thoughts, simple pleasures, simple interests.
i love not having to have a reason for liking something - for loving someone - for wanting something.
i love netflix, twitter, my camera, my unfinished chandalier painting, the chronicles of narnia, and my new paper diary. i love it all. i love vanilla caramel tea. i want to take a bath in it.
i love my sister's remodeled room and the way it smells when i walk in - like fresh paint, dust, clean sheets, and a cupcake candle.
i love that my alarm has been going off at 5:45 for the past week, and i'm getting closer and closer to the morning gym i'm desperate for.
i love working out after work with my dad and a friend. i love working harder than i would alone. i love seeing results. i love feeling better and having a reason to eat.
i love hot drinks.
i love everything i have written in my 'february list.'
i love that i made it to church this past weekend.
i love the sunday secrets.
i love how i'm changing - how i'm reverting back in some ways - how i'm staying the same in some ways - how i'm moving forward in other ways.
i love all of this.