The House in the Clouds

Don’t mind me, just looking for a snail

Keepin’ it real with these very visible socks*

Some days aren’t just better with doughnuts, they’re even better with friends. Fast forward to a hug from one of my best friends today, a kindness he showed me after my liberal use of unsavory language to describe a frustrating situation. No judgment, just a hug. That and perspective. By day’s end my world was no longer stuck working a bad clutch in a gear too slow to move nimbly through the figurative holiday traffic.

Certain friendships, of magnitudes great and small, bring me comfort and confidence. Within the confines of these relationships I have the confidence to be myself in every fantastic, ridiculous, photogenic, awkward, intelligent, coherent, stuttering, coffee-spilling, graceful and smiling way knowing I am loved.

With this love I move forward examining myself when I’m not at my best, (and why am I not anyway?) Can’t this love multiply within me and can’t I let it be in the driver’s seat today and every day? I’m grateful for asking these questions and always striving for answers. We are all a work in progress, after all.

One could say I’m grateful for quite a lot. That’s what it’s all about. That, the Hokey Pokey and dark chocolate every morning.

E-v-e-r-y Morning. C’mon, it’s chocolate! It’s good for you.

Deets: Red shimmer turtleneck/Express, red sweater shrug/BCBG, grey ankle length pants/Express, black and silver striped wool socks/unknown, grey striped elastic top slip-on shoes/Munro, necklace/Alexis Bittar.

* True story: My coworker said I looked like a Christmas ornament. I told him to think of me as the Christmas tree angel. I then posed to demonstrate my potential.