Stripes, yellow, and pearls! Oh My!

Wearing: 

Stripe Dress: The Limited | Statement Chain: J. Crew | Blush Pumps: Steve Madden | Purse: Michael Kors | Purse Scarf: Vintage Heirloom | Multi-Tone Watch: Michael Kors 

There is a large sense of lethargy in my world. The simple task of taking a trail of thought, and the energy which one must consume in order to document such thoughts -- bring about an utter and total sense of loathing. Why not simply think it and be done with it? 

The beauty of the mind recorder is that it enables the thinker to return to these thoughts and be able to expand on them. To journey further into the mind where these wisps of ideas first originated from. The same thinker who was once too lethargic to give a literary symbols to these thoughts, is inhibiting his ability to expand on them at a later time. This is partly why the art of philosophy seems to be slowly dying out. 

My mind wanders to these moments at the most inconvenient times. The fleeting moments before sleep. The slow car rides on each monotonous morning. The small moments of silence nestled in my tiny corner of Corporate America. But how do you begin to make sense of a mind that is in constant and utter disarray. How does one reconcile their thoughts in this kind of life. One in which small moments are only available for brief moments during the hours of sunlight. 

But to overcome the lethargic impulses at night is to recover the scattered pieces of the days forays into the mind. It is to overcome the boundary between you and everlasting thoughts. If one was to simply take the time to record these thoughts upon arrival, they would not be left to scatter with the remnants of sleep. 

They would enable the thinker to create something that would live forever. 

"We all die. The goal is not to live forever, it is to create something that will."

 - Chuck Palahniuk

xoxo 

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Currently Listening To: Maroon 5 -- The Air That I Breathe 

Feeling Argyle

Wearing: 

Argyle Printed Pants: Forever 21 | White Blouse: The Limited | Statement Chain: J. Crew | Multi-Tone Watch: Michael Kors | Carry All Tote: Michael Kors | White Pumps: Jessica Simpson | Flower Cuff: J. Crew | Ring Stack: Henri Bendel | Bold Lip: Estee Lauder 

I have nothing to write. 

A complete, and total writer's block. 

This upsets me in ways that I cannot even fathom. I'm so used to feeling the words flow freely through me, and when my mind is blank -- it feels as though my soul is blank. As though there is nothing there to be thought of or felt. It is simply empty. Life continues to revolve, but my inner sanctum has shut down. My inner creative juices have stopped flowing, and simply come to a cease fire. 

Life feels as though there is nothing really important. As though it is one endless cycle after another. You go through the motions of the day, keep to your routine -- but what does this accomplish? What is your goal? What do you have to look forward to? Where are you going in life?

{Ultimately} 

I think the question is not where you're going, but if you'll ever get there? 

Life has so many uncertainties, and sometimes the endless routines are not enough. Sometimes you need that burst of color to come through your drab world of black, white, and grey. Sometimes you need to feel whatever fuels you, coursing through you in a way that will motivate you for change. Something to get you out of bed in the morning in order to accomplish the feats your have tasked for yourself.

Sometimes you just need to make it through the cloudy days, in order to appreciate the sun when she rises again. Sometimes you need to feel the bitter cold, in order to love the warmth of the rays. And maybe, just sometimes, you need to learn to appreciate what you have, in order to know the risk you run in losing such loves. 

Food for thought my friends <3

xoxo 

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