Thursday, 28 June 2012

the little things in life.

Sometimes life moves so very fast. First, you're stressing about starting high school, then you're fifteen, sixteen, searching for a summer job, looking at universities. It's hard to realize that it's not just you in the world, that there's more than these overwhelming troubles. I've always had a hard time looking at small details. I have to admit, I've been narrow-minded in the past, seeing blacks and whites but no other shades.

Recently, though, I'm proud to say that I've been opening my eyes - slowly but surely. The world is huge and amazing and there is so much more. There is coffee and new books and your favourite songs and campfires and walks in the evening and lipstick and all these little details that are so easy to overlook.
I don't really have a point here, but I just wanted to let you know that there is more and it's wonderful. That's why I like having a blog, it lets me slow down and think and just be who I am. And I like who I am. (I also like her, who is a huge inspiration to me.)

Slow down, appreciate life. It's worth it.


  1. Mari sweetheart, you're one hell of a young woman. The world would be better with more women like you, but then I wouldn't have the privilege to have you in my life. I've always had the best people around me, and it's one of my pride and joys. I know everyone could say that, because everyone chooses the best people they know to be friends with, but I'll just say it! Sadly, most of these fantastic people have had a hard time with themselves, and it hurts so much to see the ones you love being completely unaware of their lovely traits. I remember thinking that you sounded quite not so confident when we started talking, and I think I was right; deep down I really, really wished you could see how clever and educated you are, and you have no idea how thrilled I am to read you like yourself; who wouldn't?! It probably made me blush (like, on the cheeks, not just the ears!) to read I'm an inspiration to you (it's so weird to write, really) because I think -you- are the inspiring one between you and me, and oh my god that picture is gorgeous!

    How could write an entirely serious comment, could I? Oh, damn.

    1. Annabelle, my dear, you are perfect to me. I don't have much of a response that itsn't squeeing and keyboard smashing and an overwhelming desire to fly down to France and hug you and buy you ice cream, but you mean so much to me.
      And the idea that I mean a lot to you is amazing. And you're amaing. And I'm going in circles but the point is that life is beautiful and we are beautiful and the fact we've never met but we're still so close is also beautiful.

      (thank you so much, love!)