Be Blurry

“the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.”

This is what it feels like to live in my brain.  It is a six foot, three inch walk-up condo to a constant explosion of synapsis trying to take in the whole world at once.  SO many things to love, enjoy and document.  I have a serious problem with wanting to compartmentalize everything in my way undersized brain. 

“Oh see how this line from this book sums the whole world up?” or “ That line, delivered just so, in that movie, by that actress, set to that music (in that outfit)explains my love for film and what it can teach us, in one breath” and “To just stand in a line outside an estate sale, talking and taking in everyone’s stories better shows the amazingness that are people and life than almost anything I have encountered”. 

There are a million instances of "ah-ha moments" and epiphanies and shining examples of humanity that I could share but I can’t remember them all!  I think that is the main reason I wanted to start “blogging”.  I want to document the things I learn and the people I meet (and the furniture I buy J).  I wish I could write with the excitement, fury and madness of one Mr. Jack Kerouac.  But I can’t.  So I will continue to just try to live that way.  (Within reason of course, I am way too nerdy and responsible to be too mad, mad, mad or burn, burn, burn too much.)  

It is the most difficult thing on earth to do, but do try and suck every moment out of life.  I am no expert at it but I try my damnedest.  The way I best keep up with my own advice is that I try to make as many moments, as I can, an event.  Because, truly, every moment is an event.  It is the only one of those moments you will ever have and that seems pretty darn eventful to me.

Obviously there are big events in everyone’s life that don’t need any pumping up.  But what those smaller moments in between? Those moments that life is really made up of???  Those are the moments where you sometimes have to work to make them count.  Put in a little more effort to get the most out of them, to make them last. 

I realize those of you with a more laid back attitude probably find me exhausting and ridiculous.  I get it.  But just try it a little.  What is one more thing you can bring to the table to make it a little more memorable for everyone else?  

I personally like to go balls to the wall.

 

And I like to hang out with chicks that do the same.....

 

Be fabulous. Be blurry. Be so alive that it is hard to capture you in focus. (sorry for all the blurry pics, that is just my soul rejoicing!)

Now I will leave you with one more grain of advice before I climb off my soapbox, because let’s face it, I am tall enough without it…..

Ladies…..if you get the chance….do the robot in your wedding dress.  You will never regret it and you will never forget it.

Trust me.

 

blury is as blury does,

tbg