Two Years Later…

I am picking up where I left off two years ago. While it seems like an eternity since I last posted anything here, it has only been a mere twenty four months. Within these two years, however, it seems like I’ve shed away much of what I deemed so important at the time. My opinions, my outlooks, and my fixations have melted away.

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It has gotten to a point where I have resorted to portrait photos instead of landscape. How sad. 

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You Are

You are here, you are there, you are everywhere

You are the grass, the stars, the air

When I’m with you the whole world swings

Impossible things become possible, as the caged bird sings

But our plane is bound to fall

And you will leave me, without a trace or call

As it gets dark, in the shadowy abyss

Please remember this

A face, a laugh, a smile

As you fly away for miles and miles

Stuck Between a Rock and Another Rock

Stuck between a situation, a person, or anything in general is a horrible phase that sadly, everyone, has to go through. This amazing post outlines the fact that sometimes you just have to switch it up and try new things. People are too focused on what they’re trying to accomplish and are too stubborn to change their ways. But how will you expect anything to change if you just repeat the same thing over and over again? Breaking these boundaries,stepping out of your comfort zone, and looking at things through a different perspective is what life is all about. Because the biggest risk is the one you don’t take.

A Cluster of Ideas

So, it’s a hot summer, I’m outside holding some gross, sweaty tennis racket, my dad is complaining about how much I absolutely suck, and I’m trying to hit. Yeah, thanks Dad. After nagging him back, I hit the ball, and it kind of…doesn’t make it to the other side. There are sighs from both of us as the sun continue to beat down on my exhausted shoulders. No bueno. He says, “Y’know what, let’s go get some ice cream. It’s way too hot for this…”

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A New Perspective-The World Through Dr. Seuss

Spring cleaning is probably one of my most hated phrases/time of the year. The fact that the dust starts flying everywhere, having to throw out the old objects, and the countless hours spent trying to reorganize everything… its all too much of a hassle. But as I was sorting out my closet, I came across an old, and rather faded cardboard box that was long left forgotten. Inside, to my great surprise, were exactly ten colorful storybooks written by the one and only, Dr. Seuss. Continue reading

The Road-An Unknown Destination

I’ve always had an extreme fascination for photography. The fact that a photo can hold so many indescribable emotions with the simple click of a camera….it’s amazing.  A photograph is capable of preserving memories, highlighting the smallest details- light, colors, everything.

Roads, in particular, have always been a object of fascination for me. I don’t really know why. Perhaps a road to me is a journey, an adventure, a place just waiting to be explored. There are so many things out there that I have yet to experience.  But I have to admit that the fear holds me back.

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Nature-The Gift That Keeps On Giving

Nothing in nature lives for itself. The river doesn’t drink it’s own water. The tree doesn’t consume it’s own fruit. The flowers don’t spread fragrance for themselves. Living for others is the rule of nature.

It was always my grandfather that uttered these words late at night. It was his form of a bedtime story. Being a young and ignorant child, I didn’t understand the meaning of these words nor did I care for them. Because the “great outdoors” to me seemed like a scary place. I was afraid to walk alone, afraid of being lost. I would’ve much rather spend time inside the comfort of my home banging on pots and pans and inventing games of all sorts than stepping out into the “foreign” world.

Because nature is unpredictable. It is the one thing that man can’t control. And I think that was what scared me the most. The fear of the unknown. But that is exactly what makes it beautiful.

The human spirit needs a place where the world has not been rearranged by human hands. That is the trees, the flowers, the ground. It is the still silence of nature where one will find true bliss.

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Music:The Voice That Gives You Wings

When I think of my childhood, one particular thing will always pop into my head: the piano… also known as the [pain]ano. It was the source of much needed confidence, tears, and a whole lot of frustration.

 

“Joanna. How would you like to play piano? It’s going to be really fun.”

 

“Okay.”

Being the ignorant four year old that I was, I perceived piano as some sort of game, a challenge with something sweet at the end. Preferably candy. And it was in that instant that I sold the rest of my childhood to this instrument. While the other children were playing in the streets, I found myself indoors, with only a dusty piano and some sheet music to keep me company.


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Ghibli Fan Creates 47 Animated Dishes into Mouthwatering Reality

When you watch a Studio Ghibli film, there are generally four things that you can expect to see depicted with utmost passion and detail: the thrill of life, the bonds the characters create with one another, the glory of nature, and the mouthwatering tastiness of the expertly prepared food. Especially the food.


In fact, the various foods featured in these classic animated movies, range from the average day-to-day grub to extravagant delicacies. So various, that one fan counted as much as 47 unique dishes that looked good enough to eat and set out to make it ALL BY HIMSELF. Continue reading

Spring:The Season of New Beginnings and Change

 

                   “Winter is on my head, but eternal spring is in my heart.”-Victor Hugo

Spring. Allergy Season. The transition into summer. Whatever name you give it, spring is currently my favorite season.

I say that because it will change. Flash forward a few months and then SUMMER will be my favorite season, because its a transition from the flowers and the growing sprouts that peek out of the ground to warm sunny beach days and ice cream. It’s a refreshing change.

Change is good. Its the flowers growing out of the cracks, the green grass, and the smell of fresh rain on the concrete. Because spring is the essence of change. It’s a new beginning, a fresh start. So much is changing in a blink of an eye. It’s all happening so fast at such a rapid rate. Continue reading