: notes to self :

live for the moment

look after you || the fray


...There now, steady love, so few come and don't go
Will you won't you, be the one I always know
When I'm losing my control, the city spins around
You're the only one who knows, you slow it down

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Be my baby
Oh, oh, oh
I'll look after you


It's always have and never hold
You've begun to feel like home
What's mine is yours to leave or take
What's mine is yours to make your own...





perfect moment #92
in the quiet before the job pulls you out of the morning and through the door, legs flying, mind whirling, bag bumping against your side (already heavy with responsibility and expectation), you sit. Legs stretch out in front of you, and you feel the soft tickle of the carpet on the underside of your calves, relish the feel of space. Your sweet-faced dog ambles over and cuddles in beside you, nestling into that curve above your hip, and you swear your breaths are in sync. Like she realizes the exquisite brevity of the moment, too, and wants to commit the same to memory.



perfect moment #141
Suddenly you were laughing at some ridiculous and secret declaration that you had made seconds ago, and the sound of your laugh—that laugh that starts quietly from the center of your body and sometimes ends up in a teary fit of mirth—made me collapse into a series of giggles because it was the most joyous sound I had heard that day.



perfect moment #147
Ichiban Sushi.
2 patrons
2 cases of reusable chopsticks.
BOOYAH.