Sometimes the days go by too quickly and the week still feels so long. Sometimes there are so many things to do, to buy, to watch, to finish, to start – that you walk around with your head only half in the moment and half fixated on an endless to-do list. Sometimes you are stressed, and you don’t even know why you’re stressed, because life is going just fine, but then you find yourselves reading articles online until you want to cry in the fetal position because everything you are eating will supposedly kill you, and every life choice you are making is wrong, and everyone seems to hate each other in the world, and it’s just too much. Sometimes you just can’t stop comparing your one life with the conglomerate curated best of other people’s lives and it will always come up lacking. Sometimes you are distracted by all this and you are running out the door to do one more thing on that infernal list, and then you look down. And you stop. And you see something beautiful, and fragile, and unexpected. And for some reason, it calms you, and you remember how incredibly blessed we are to live in this one wild, changing, frustrating, confusing, and beautiful world.
- "Art rediscovers, generation by generation, what is necessary to humanness. " -John Gardner
Lately, on InstagramA moment of tranquil outfit coordinating perfection, before snow got in his boot and he started yelling “WHY IS THE SNOW HURTING ME???” Because Winter is a bad romance kid. Also: to all you parents who had childcare cancelled for snow and now you are getting crazy eyes trying to figure out how to fit a full work day into nap time- I SEE YOU.That magical winter moment when you wake up and find the whole world changed while you slept. Before the snow is dirty, before you realize the hassle of slick roads and buried cars and cancellations, before snow gets in your boots and freezes that patch of skin between your glove and sleeve. Just the wonder at the world made white.