Ramble...Cause I rarely post here anymore.
I like staying up late, watching time pass before my eyes, and not doing anything productive - productivity isn’t all that important to me when I know that there’s nothing to be done. I like it when it’s peaceful, and all I can hear outside are the noises the crickets make, and the birds, and my dog snoring outside my bedroom window. I love the smell of rain, especially once the sun has set, but I love waking up to the sound of the rain hitting the roof too. I could sit and watch the raindrops fall down the window for hours, watching the colours from outside be caught up in one single drop of rain, and when the sun is out, and everything starts to dry up, how the light reflects off of the surface of the water and blissfully transcends through the sky. I like the feeling of bare feet. I like feeling connected and grounded, hence the bare feet. If it were hygienic to not wear shoes, I would. I like to feel the different surfaces beneath my feet - be it sand, water, grass, concrete, and carpet…each with their own texture and each carrying with it a specific reminder of where I am and where I’ll be. I love walking down the middle of a main road, in the middle of the night, when no-one is around. I love following lines on the ground and eventually seeing where they begin and end. I love live music, and I adore being able to sit (or stand) and be totally mesmerised by the presence and the beauty of it all. I love the fact that I can’t play guitar, no matter how many times I try to teach myself. I like that I can sit on a piano stool, and still be able to play ‘truly, madly, deeply’. I love how musicians take the time to speak to their adoring fans after a gig. There’s nothing more liberating for me than to be able to chat with the person who has given me something to attribute to myself or my life, simply through their music. I’ve come to accept that I only write sporadically these days, but when I do write, it’s such a release. I like how I can manipulate words, and weave them in and out of my headspace, so soon they’re swimming inside my eyes. I like the fact that I can sit down with a pen and paper and continuously write one minute, but the next I am blank. Creativity comes in waves, but I’ve learnt to surf pretty well. I love having too many shoes, even though I don’t like to wear them. I would dearly love to make my own clothes, and have an obsession with quirky pieces - but I have no idea how to use a sewing machine. Making a skirt out of men’s ties would be awesome. I am currently making a rubber band ball, revisiting my high school creation that got confiscated during maths one day, I never really knew why. Possibly because I spent too much time daydreaming than worrying about quadratic equations. Daydreaming is important, I like letting myself wander for a while, and knowing that I can become grounded when needed. I like having that control. I like the fact that I can sit here and write a 1700 word reflection on how I’m feeling, but struggle to write an introduction for an essay I have mountains of information for. It amazes me how I over prepare myself for things, yet am completely unprepared for things. I like finding contradictions I have made. I like opposites, contrasts between black and white, although most things hover around grey for a while. I like having perspective. I find it funny that I weigh things of less importance up, carefully in my own head, going through pros and cons, yet issues that are quite highly prioritised; I jump straight into making a decision. I like learning from these experiences. I like processing information. I love learning about new and exciting things. I like to study; I enjoy learning and processing new information. I like investigating; I have an incessant need to know things. My favourite question as a child was always ‘Why?’ I still, to this day, am asking myself the same question. I value knowledge and believe it is vitally important. I enjoy deep and meaningful conversations. I like the depth and the realness that goes along with it. Honesty is important. Superficialities annoy me sometimes. Especially in conversations. I like connecting with people, moving beyond a surface level. Trust is important to me. I love all things natural. I love nature; the surroundings, the atmosphere, the beauty. There’s something so pure about being connected and at one with the earth. I like being grounded; feeling my feet firmly planted on the ground and knowing that I am calm in every aspect, however, on the other hand, I like being flighty; allowing my mind to wander, and dream, and create, only in my private heaven. I’m interested in expanding my mind, opening myself up to new and wonderful experiences. It’s strange, if I had the opportunity to go back and live my life again, I wouldn’t do anything differently. I believe the experiences that I have had, and the experiences that I have shared with others, have allowed me to be the person I am today. I believe in freedom. I value independence. Staying true to myself is of utmost importance. I believe in destiny. I believe in karma, what goes around, comes around - everything happens for a reason. I believe these reasons aren’t necessarily clear to us, however, once we stop looking, they eventually manifest. Conflict is healthy. Each experience is a new learning opportunity. I love the sun, yet love it when it rains. I value peace. Inner harmony is important to me - find my equilibrium. I'm interested in creativity, in all its forms. I love drawing and painting; be it with the intention of completing a work, or merely for the creative escape. The feel of a paintbrush in my hand makes everything a sudden fantasy; everything is still, for a while. The world around me stops, albeit momentarily, while the colours blend - too often the harsh tone of black against the warm hue of yellow. I love contrast. On the other hand, I like working with one colour. Manipulating the one colour, making it lighter, darker, working brushstrokes. I enjoy writing, although creative opportunities seem to only come sporadically these days. I love the way the English language has the power to move you - to places you only ever imagined. I find solace in being able to sit down, with pen in hand and just write freely. I find the written word so liberating; the release and realisations are amazing. I love the way simple emotions can become ever so complex, yet so expressive. I love oxymorons. I love the world's paradoxes. The contradictions and the world's uncertainties amaze me. I enjoy all forms of music; especially those songs/artists/lyrics that hit you in places you never knew existed. I love being caught up in a song. Time suddenly stands still and for that brief moment, everything is perfect. I love how music has the ability to swim inside your veins, move throughout your body so every part of you can feel. I like change, I don’t like to be static for too long. I like hopping in the car with no direction in mind. I like being spontaneous in that respect. Documenting everything in photos is high on my list of priorities. I like to preserve memories. I live by the old cliché that a picture tells a thousand words. I enjoy taking photos, especially of nature. I love wearing mis-matched clothes and hair that looks like it hasn’t been brushed, to uni. I like walking through the halls with bare feet and chunky beads around my neck. I find it amusing that people in my life think that I will stop shaving and move to Byron Bay. I like that people find my quirkiness and interests absurd and ridiculous. I find it funny that my family know nothing about the person I am, yet my best friend could tell you just about anything. I like my independence, but love feeling needed. I like the suspense of not knowing what’s going to happen in a movie, but while reading a book, I’ll read the last chapter first. I love my flaws. I find it funny that I am scared of penguins. I am amused at my own expense, and love it.
I love….