The yellow, tweed loveseat
I'm a dreamer.
I dream about a lot of things. Like getting married and having babies and 4 bedrooms and a king sized bed and that yellow, tweed loveseat in the window of that shop I've never been inside.
I dream because it motivates me. I'm the type of person who is at peak functionality when there's an Oh Shit! deadline in my sights. If there's no dream, no plan for making it come true, an eternity (or three) lies between that dream and its reality.
Dream your dreams and make them come true. Everything, EVERYTHING, is possible. Cliche or not, if there's a will there's a way. Nothing can ever hold you back from discovering your destiny, postponement perhaps, but making it come to pass will never be impossible. I feel like Walt Disney. Walt's Wonderful World of Wise Words. W's.
The power just went out, unexpectedly, with the onslaught of an unadvertised wind & rainstorm. Could this be mother nature's way of telling me, "Screw you, with your optimism and promotion of dreaming you insane woman!" Maybe, but I've had a rough day, I'll make you the victim of my cutting. Just kidding. God's pee or tears or whatever that is falling from the clouds is TOTALLY loved by us Arizonans. Smooches, Ho.
Where was I? Oh yeah. Dreams. Make it happen. Nike: Just Do It. Whatever motivational PR jargin that gets your gears turning, succumb to them. You'll feel much better for having challenged yourself to make something happen that you've been drooling over for however long it is you've been drooling. I see the pool from the overflow of your strategically placed salivary catch-all cup. It's kind of gross. And a little medically concerning. You should go see a doctor.
Whether it's a European vacation you've staked claim to "die for" or that cute yellow, tweed loveseat in the shop window on 11th st and Camelback that will match perfectly with your new gray sofa and armchair and navy/yellow/gray living room redesign, it's ready and waiting for you to make the move.
Get jiggy with it. Na na na na na na na. Na na na na na na.
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My dream was to never hear another Will Smith song ever again. Now it's on repeat inside my skull. Thanks.
9/10/09 12:13 PMAlso, when I first clicked on your blog my brains saw so many words it almost started to shut down. I'm prolly the only one that can't function for 6 seconds without something dancing before my eyes. But my mind is like an infant and needs to be entertained by mobiles hanging from the ceiling and pictures and bullet points and stuff. What I'm trying to say is, I need some help visualizing this yellow, tweed couch. It sounds cute and this is all a round about way for me to say in a nice way and as a demanding blogger, I want to see more pictures. And that is all.
And did I mention that I'm American.
It's cool. I'm just needy of sorts.
9/10/09 12:59 PMDid I mention how much I love grey and mustard together. Cuz I do. And how much is that yellow couch? And can you just reupholster one you pick up at goodwill? Yes, you can. I'll be on the lookout for yellow tweed sales.
9/10/09 6:38 PMPost a Comment
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