But isn't that where the beauty lies? The perfectly imperfect times. The times that show our true character in the moment, and that give us something to laugh about later.
Nail polish is temporary, there will always be a new color to try out. And dinner is no big deal, Chinese takeout is just down the street. And Monday's, Monday's do come around, but they are nothing if not another chance to be better than yesterday. So grab those worn out boot straps that have carried you this far & hike 'em up because life isn't perfect; most of the time it's pretty messy. But just look around: the best works of art come from the messiest of minds.
And as glad as I am you've stuck around to read all of my rambling, for heavens sake put this down. Today won't last much longer. Paint a picture, write out your randomly inspired thoughts, take a walk, stumble upon somewhere new, and breathe. Really breathe. I don't just mean, "breathe in breathe out" stay alive kind of breathing. I mean stop walking & smell the air. Taste the rain & study the colors all around you. What a beautiful, amazingly messy, burned dinner kind of world we get to live in. And I can't help but fall in love with it more & more everyday.
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