Friday, January 25, 2013
Lots and lots of snow today. Sprinkling down like powdered sugar over everything that is asleep. Sometimes, I feel as though I’m living outside of myself, this sense of being stuck in the ever moving present that is beyond me. A life wherein the “I” has somehow gone astray to the river and constantly battles with the idea: to walk over on steep rocks, to the other side, or stay behind. It’s this swimming in the perpetual fear for the hem of my dress, for the fear that it might get wet before the party. But it’s so easy to forget. Just dive, silly girl and down the rest in Byron’s poetry and hot tea that never has enough caffeine. That is just what today is like.

Lots and lots of snow today. Sprinkling down like powdered sugar over everything that is asleep. Sometimes, I feel as though I’m living outside of myself, this sense of being stuck in the ever moving present that is beyond me. A life wherein the “I” has somehow gone astray to the river and constantly battles with the idea: to walk over on steep rocks, to the other side, or stay behind. It’s this swimming in the perpetual fear for the hem of my dress, for the fear that it might get wet before the party. But it’s so easy to forget. Just dive, silly girl and down the rest in Byron’s poetry and hot tea that never has enough caffeine. That is just what today is like.

Friday, January 11, 2013
Lighting candles and incense while listening to Father John Misty because it is foggy outside and I want to run away and join a traveling circus (without talent or goals just hands that always hold an imaginary compass.) I don’t want my melancholy ghosts to hold me captive again this year, no. It is the right time to purge.

Lighting candles and incense while listening to Father John Misty because it is foggy outside and I want to run away and join a traveling circus (without talent or goals just hands that always hold an imaginary compass.) I don’t want my melancholy ghosts to hold me captive again this year, no. It is the right time to purge.

Sunday, January 6, 2013

Can barely move. I have had a very high fever for the past 48 hours and a looming feeling of helplessness has been spreading over my bedroom. Shelving plans and ideas and everything in between. Needing all the tea in the world to sooth this.

Tuesday, January 1, 2013

I am back from my trip. Feeling tipsy from the vastness of the world and how quickly landscapes unravel and change. Here’s to hoping the New Year is filled with enchanting scenery and people.

And I hope it’s beautiful for all of you as well. Drink up and smile a little more this year, lovelies.

Friday, December 21, 2012

This is a little bit of a hiatus (which feels more than necessary anyway). I’m going to Florida for the next 10 days so I will probably have little access to tumblr.

I hope all you lovelies have a wonderful Holiday and Merry Yuletide! xx

Thursday, December 13, 2012
Tonight is a new moon. Tonight I am pretending to be a 1920’s lunar queen.

Tonight is a new moon. Tonight I am pretending to be a 1920’s lunar queen.

A new little blog post on my blog The Tilted Swan