Lost in Paris

The first day of Paris.... it was perfect. I felt that passion and inspiration for life.


The second day of Paris...... It got better and better. It became a place of refuge for my emotions. Somewhere I always wanted to go to... especially on Sundays.


As I wandered through Paris I opened my eyes to poetry as an essential part of life. I realized how Paris wasn't just a place I could visit so often it became a  part of me and that's why I think Paris will stay with me for a long time.


As my trip to Paris came to an end I realized how I could express myself so simply and how I could find inspiration not just while I was touring but even while on the plane ride back. I found myself on this tour through Paris. I wasn't just inspired in my writing but in my life as well. I found a new me throughout my tour in Paris.


I am so sad to leave Paris because I enjoyed every tour I was on. I loved learning about creativity and not just the museum tours. I liked how sentence structure was the foundation of the tour.


I loved PARIS!!

"that girl"

I want to be that inspiration
Like that song you still remember from when you were two.
Like that great grandma who inspired you.
I want to be that girl.
You know, "that girl"
"that girl"




I want to sing at the moon and shine it on you.
I want to paint the sky so we can watch it forever
and ever
and ever
I want to be that girl you know that girl.




I want to cry to the moon and wash it off at noon
I want to feel emotion.
I want real.
You know "real".




I want us to be true.
Like even if its blue.
I want that honest love.
You know "that love"




I know you have no clue.
But I want to be with you.
With you.
With you.




If only you wanted it too.

I'm trying to be positive this week Nelson, so this is for you guys.

Merry Christmas! This is my gift to you over the internet. (I really do hope you make this snowman and color this page.)

can you tell I have writers block??

It's important to remember things.

Like your address. 

Like your Mom's phone number.

Like what time school starts in the morning.

Like your best friends name.

Like which boy your actually dating.

Like a blog post you have to complete before 12.

BE HAPPY

HOW TO BE HAPPY:
1. Do more of what you love to do.
2. Surround yourself with positive people.
3. Smile even when you don't want to.
4. Tell people how much they mean to you.
5. Take chances.
6. Love.
7. Don't judge.
8. Apply "WWJD" to every decision.

Remember When

I was that country girl who loved the music her daddy played while she sat next to him in his big red pick up truck.

Now I'm no where close to her.

Remember when we drove our big camo four-wheelers every Saturday and packed some beef jerky to snack on and we loved it. 

Now I drive a little volts wagon and shop on Saturdays.

Remember when we visited Georgia every summer together and you told me all about that small town.

Now I spend my summer at the swimming pool.

Remember when me and you hiked together and then afterwards you bought me that teddy bear bracelet I wore every day and treasured.

Now I can't even keep my closet clean because I have too many clothes. 

I want that back. I want my simple country life back.

This is the HIGH life

risks question the plan for real crimes.

music was clear in our feel.