a personal series: a varied tribute to something that has become like another invaluable limb.

I don't want this to be overly emotional, because it's not, but hair is interesting. it can be a mode of comfort, expression, warmth. and while it can so easily be cut and forgotten about, it can also become so much a part of someone that they don't notice how much it dances with them in everyday life. not until it's gone does one notice the beautiful s's it made on wet skin after a shower, how it obediently rested on the sleeve of a jacket, or how it had to be protected and accounted for as a jacket was being zipped up.

I've felt myself growing too attached to my hair lately and therefore decided a while ago that it was time to cut it. as I prepare for my first venture overseas, this is just another thing to help me go over there without any reservations. 

get rid of all things that tie you down, I guess. so farewell to my long locks. 

A quick update from my quietly wonderful birthday.

Although I didn't get the chance to spend the day with a bunch of my close friends or family, I did spend the day doing small things that make me happy, as aforementioned, and it felt extremely appropriate and just right. I figured I tell others to do exactly this on their days, so why not hold true on mine.
I woke up extremely excited, not only because the world had not ended, but also because of the beautiful white covering the trees and roof tops. I made a nice breakfast for myself and decided it was time to have my first cup of coffee since exams. And it was good. My pup kept me company all day, and for his lovely service he received many a scrap of food (sorry ma). I spent most of the day taking advantage of the abundance of natural light in my parents' room taking photographs, looking up my favourite artists' work, e-mailing, being lazy, and watching cheesy holiday movies while cuddled up in my parent's bed, wonderful views of the lake to my right. I was so comfortable and content, and took time to think about the past year and how much growth, knowledge and beautiful friendships came of it, and only became more excited for those things to keep happening and changing in this next year. The twentieth year. (The first time going abroad, signing a lease on a house, being in a relationship that motivates me more than any of the others. Really good things.)

The rest of my day consisted of approving wood that my kind step-dad made into shelves for my room and driving East to spend some time with a friend who is quickly becoming very special to me. Her name is Katlin Davis. We did some pre-departure shopping at Anthropologie (justification not needed), where we also took a picture with a stranger and a Takin, after which Katlin introduced me to her lovely home and family and decided to make me an equally lovely dinner. We spent the rest of the evening talking about many things, some things that matter, some things that don't matter.
I think it's all going to be okay. All of it, all of us. It'll work out.

And birthdays are cool, and should be personal. I'm happy, and with that, added to the inevitable feeling of joy, however cheesy, during the holiday season, I am a ball of love right now. I honestly, truly, really really hope everyone else is as well.

Bon temps.

today, it is my birthday. it often gets lost in the crazy jumble that is christmas time and the fact that this year the world was supposed to end today, so since i am still alive, at home, without a car but with time on my fingertips i thought i would spend the day doing things that were sure to make me happy.
photos and art. art and photos.

in this time i started a mini photo project for myself, a tribute to my hair that will be chopped and donated in five days by a lovely, long time friend. these photos will be posted very soon.

cheers, to the beginning of this blog, a small way to share wonderful moments of my travels and adventures with people i love. moments.