I am still here. just somewhere else.

what I love about the sparkling universe we're in is how inspiration is in a constant state of flowing.

you're inspired, you inspire.
you give and it comes back to you.

island.whispers

time is out of joint. I am on an island right now.

I sing like a siren/ but I don't think you hear me

I know dreams are for dreamers and dreamers often lie.

I had a dream last night in which I am drying flowers in an old house by the seaside and I sunk my heart to the bottom of the sea because love grows on the moon and the moon always changes.

I have a feeling in me all the time that tells me to run away.

I dream of seashores and treehouses or a cottage where I would grow my own vegetables and the fragrance of lavender would fill the air.

then I think, if I had got there, I would still get the urge to be somewhere else, a different view from the window, different people to talk to.

some are nomads and we carry this feeling, no matter how far we go.

I should say thank you more often.

I felt like blowing some bubbles your way and saying late night-thank you.

thank you for climbing up here now and then (this place is something like my virtual treehouse), reading and sending beautiful words my way.

I don't even know why I have a blog but I know it is a happy place.

so good night lovers,

happy dreams and even happier daydreams to you.

regina spektor is an artist that really strikes me with her exceptional and daring tones that are so far from mainstream you could almost call her work avant-garde. with music so quirky yet pure it seems as if emotion had been bottled and directly pressed onto an lp.
go here and listen to some of her new songs (I really like "laughing with").

 spent most of the day reading and taking notes on literature.

people always think my greatest passion is fashion when really, it rivals with literature and theatre as the loves of my life.

I love how they create alternative realities, something I totally see in fashion too.

poets and playwrights express themselves in their work and show their take on the world by filling a stage or pages of a book with words and pictures of their like.

with fashion this is just another facet where you can bring your inside out and add your reality to what is considered the 'common reality'.

I never understood people saying you can´t wear something because it isn´t right at a certain occasion. if it is right for me and I live in this world, isn´t it right then?

if you can´t follow my brain here don´t worry, this is what a day in the pages and too much caffeine does. I´m also vibrating.

sun.day

right now everything feels so fragile and delicate I hardly dare to move.

as a friend of mine wisely noted these days:

we are the kind of lost girls that need somebody to save them sometimes.

we should be in the middle of a blooming spring sensation right about now but really, is better i count my freckles as they  grow