Well my plan of being asleep by 8:15 tonight has been shot. First it was, oh I'll watch one episode of Vampire Diaries (guilty pleasure, sorry I'm not sorry), then I decided that re listening to the Song of Solomon podcast by Ben Stuart (YOU ARE NOT ALOUD TO DIE IF YOU HAVEN'T LISTENED TO THEM) was a good idea, then my roommate sent me the link to a blog filled with super great inspiration, now it's almost 11.
So I write, a lot. Like I consistently write in 3 separate journals. They each serve a different purpose. Then I have this nifty thing, it's pretty censored, but it's stuff I'm comfortable sharing with everybody, rather than just Jenny, God or myself. Moving onto the point…
There are an infinite amount of dreams running through my mind write now and I planned on writing them all down, but I'll let you guys in on this stuff. I'm just going to go ahead and throw all these dreams that have consumed my mind all over you guys. I have no idea where this is going to go, but if it pops in my mind I promise to type it out. On your mark, get set, go!
Snuggly dogs, like the kind that will sleep with me every night. But not just dogs, big dogs, that have lots of fur & the ability to love me for as long as they live.
Dark hair and blue eyes, swoon.
Those horrible hair days that turn into great hair days with the use of a curling iron & a few bobby pins. Wow, thank you hair gods for the art of a messy bun.
A colorful, maybe like a sea-foam green, shirt with a great vest over it. Add some jeans & appropriate boots. Bring a picnic basket & I'll bring the wine I'm not allowed to drink yet. We'll hike that mountain over there, bring our cameras & that big cuddly dog I promised to love forever & we'll have the best day of our life.
Hearing songs that I wish were written for me, but they weren't so I go ahead and pretend they are. Then I get goosebumps pretending someone really thinks I'm as great as the person being sung about. Music, there are no words.
Taking a photo that I'm REALLY proud of. Like show everyone I know, proud of. Like the lighting is perfect, the back drop is out of focus & the forefront is pristine. It maybe off centered, but the perfect kind of off centered.
Thinking about something that happened once upon a time & it made me smile so big remembering it that I actually turn into a piece of walking cheese. We're talking the hard cheddar cheese kind of cheese here people. This smile is taking over my face.
Finally getting to wear THE outfit I've been thinking about since the moment I bought the shirt that would go perfect with the pants & the boots, but the weather doesn't agree with the outfit and the appropriate occasion hasn't presented itself yet. I'll try it on, altogether, several times waiting for THE day of all days. Well now it's here, so I put it on, question myself, but then decide it's perfect. I walk out of the house with confidence & darn right I rock that outfit all day long!
Mountains. You guys may think I'm kidding when I say I think about the mountains all day everyday, but I'm not. I've got the perfect little house in mind; the windows will be old, the floors will be tattered, the fireplace will be perfect. Apple cider and a good book by Kristin Hannah with my big 'ole dog sitting at my feet.
Children with beautiful, big, brown eyes filled with the most pure kind of innocence.
People that are kind. Genuine lovers. Sincere and considerate. These people have desires and they have dreams and they want to share all of them with me. I hang onto every word they say because every word they speak is of truth and purity. They are kind and they dream. They dream big dreams. Kind, kind, kind. Hearts that are kind. They love me and I love them. Conversation with purpose. Kind friends that dream.
Quotes are my soul food.
Butterflies. It's the idea of uncertainty and nervousness, but it's happening in my stomach? Sometimes those darn things flutter all the way up to my throat. Honestly though, all it takes is a hug from my roommate, the anticipation before asking a question, opening the door to my apartment to the smell of my favorite candle to bring those things to life. They fly high and often around here.
My dreams are my hope and my hope is my future and my future is lying in the palm of the One who placed those dreams in my heart years ago. Circle of life people, circle of love and dreams. I have so much I am so excited about experiencing and conquering. Patience and persistence will pay off. Hard work will pay off.
I will go to the ends of the Earth with my dog, my dark hair & blue eyes, my perfect-bad hair days, the best days of my life, my songs, my perfect photo, my hard cheddar cheese smile, that perfect outfit that is still hanging in my closet, the mountains with the windows and fireplace and books upon books, those beautiful children hand crafted by the Lord, the genuine lovers in my life, the quotes that awaken the butterflies and all that hope I have bottled up. The patience and the love and the kindness and everything else, wow!
My life is just getting starting. Thank goodness!!
