A friend gave me this along with two other leisure reading novels that I cannot wait to start. I have been hooting and hollering with laughter through the entire thing. It brilliant and witty and an incredibly easy read.
one of the most terrifying and beautiful parts of being in relationship with others, is that you simply cannot ever completely know a human being. no matter how many moments you spend with one another. though sometimes this thought can be paralyzing and paranoia-inducing, i'm choosing to embrace the more positive perspective that is seeing the beauty that is consistent evolution; in nature, in relationship, and in myself.
For whatever reason, a ladybug landing in my presence has always symbolized hope and freedom for me. As a child, a ladybug landing on me or around me was a moment where time stopped and I gasped and held my breath all in one. Recently, a ladybug landed on my windshield as I was driving home feeling like I might drown in the stresses of life. It gave me the same exact reaction that childhood Brittany would have experienced, except also came with teary eyes and a smile - feeling like this was a moment that a higher power was telling me to breathe and have hope. It's honestly kind of disappointing to google image ladybugs. They don't look nearly as wonderful in photos to me as they do when they show up in the flesh at just the right moment. I wonder if ladybugs have this same effect on everyone, or if everyone else just has their own version of my ladybug hope.
today, i've been wondering what it is in me that likes to rush a good thing. my impatience is so extreme, that i often times have trouble enjoying what i currently have for what it currently is because i am busy wanting to rush to the next step or stage or level. as cliche as the phrase "living in the moment" may seem, it it something i all too often forget about. it may be something i will always be striving towards, but i at least need to be intentionally striving.
holy epic weekend. very little sleep involved, as well as little work done. sometimes though, its just worth it. youre only young once. these are the times where you stay up until 5 in the morning to wake up 4 hours later, because there was so much life to live and moments to be had that you needed to be awake longer to experience it all. and really, when you look back, how tired it made you will be a meaningless sidenote.