the oddest thing.
Someone really dear to me sent me a text message this morning telling me that he dreamt about me. The weird thing is, I dreamt about him too. I was still dreaming then my phone vibrated and I woke up. The message was from him. Pretty odd.
The simple things.
…like staying up ‘til midnight just to greet a loved one a “happy birthday”. …like driving to where you friend is at just to chat with them even for a few minutes. …like calling someone up just because you want to know how his or her voice sounds like again. …like buying a small gift for someone just because you want to surprise them. …like...
I climbed up the door and opened the stairs, Said my pj’s and put on some...– i just love this.
Just about two days ago...
I was trying to help someone who really needed some advice… I realized that everything that I was telling her were things that I should actually tell myself too… How I wish I could actually “hear” what I was saying; that I could absorb every single word that came out of my mouth… It was pretty damn ironic. I gave her advice when I needed some too. How weird is...
…and his blog I saw this site on a friend’s facebook… It’s got some pretty rad stuff. :) Make sure you check out “Muto”… I wonder how long it took him to make those paintings…Hmmm.
I’ve just woken up… What is on my mind? ….Nothing really. Alas, my mind is empty. How can this be?
The moment you wake...
While you’re half asleep… Write down whatever you want… Draw or scribble, even… Then when you’re wide awake look at what you’ve written… Look at them carefully ‘cause those are honest thoughts. Honest. No bullshit. Just clear thoughts. How great would the world be if everyone had thoughts like that the whole day?
Hello, Tumblr. How are YOU?