shake it up

I took my Paris snowglobe out to photograph it with the real city behind it. I like how it turned the real city upside down, as though inside of the snowglobe all that I know is wrong. I've imagined sometimes that I was inside of one of those pretty little things, and that the inevitable shakeups were always going to settle. They always do. But then another one comes along because that is what life is like inside of a snowglobe - and also outside of it, too.

The upside down real city reminds me that life isn't encased in glass, it isn't to be peered at and marveled over, it is to be lived. It is imperfect and changing. It is not static like the miniature versions of le tour eiffel or la cathedrale de notre dame or basilique du sacre couer or arc de triomphe. It is flowing and lovely in its own right. Though the snow outside of the globe is settling around me, I'm still standing here -- but I am not static, either. I am imperfect and changing, always, and I'm fairly certain that is exactly as it should be.

Perfection would be quite boring, wouldn't it? Doesn't stop me from trying for it, though. The key is carrying on when perfection is not achieved. That is where the true success rests. Carrying on. Collecting the imperfect moments and treasuring them, too, because they're part of the whole scene. xo

Stolen from Ineffable
5 Things I'm Thankful For
1) Remembering dreams from last night, though wacky and nonsensical
2) Really good hand cream for these dry phalanges
3) 42 days until the Winternationals - and the official kick off of a new contract
4) Laughing SO hard with Erin Bear last night and the night before that my eyes watered
5) An abundance of love felt from Hawaii, Illinois, North Carolina, Arizona, Atlanta, and upstairs in the loft. xoxo