Sunday, January 23, 2011
Cardigan - sister's, top - Pacsun, skirt - Forever 21, tights - Target, necklace - handmade, boots - Dr. Martens
I'm behind on posting! I wore this Thursday to class, then went over to my friend's school so she could trim my hair. She did a good job, no?
I honestly forget if anything remotely exciting occurred on this day. I do know it was the day after I went on an adventure to take photos with some friends. Let's just say walking up and down a snow covered hill can result in falling. Several times. And ending up covered in mud... and then going to a Thai restaurant in that condition.
I had been seeking an adventure of the sort. I sincerely love exploring when the weather is nice - even rain is fine, as long as I'm not freezing. But standing on top of the hill, looking at nothing but snowy suburbia as dusk was creeping... it struck me. I cannot stay here. It hit me in a way sweeter than previously, though. Instead of just being absorbed in a moment and growing upset that, frankly, in a year I might not be remotely close to here - I managed to cherish what I had in that second. I had climbed the same steep hill I discovered during summer, which is evidently a feat regardless of season. My boots were filled with snow and I couldn't feel my fingers. My friend took photos until it was too dark. I trudged down, grabbing onto long strands of grass for support. My face was too cold to smile, but I don't even know if I would have. It's still bittersweet.
PS Fifty five days until spring! But even sooner: my two year blog anniversary! Crazy.