Anonymous asked: How have you been?

I’d like to think that I’ve been really well. How have you been? 

Torn between my orange juice and my green tea. I should get a life.

Torn between my orange juice and my green tea. I should get a life.

Anonymous asked: but, are you happy? :)

that’s such a hard question. Haha. I mean you can be happy with some aspects of your life, but be sad about certain things in your life at the same time. I don’t know. Haha. 

Anonymous asked: anyone special in your life, J?

I’m not gonna comment on that. 

Set up a paint set in the kitchen.

Set up a paint set in the kitchen.

It’s raining and it’s Monday; my grandmother made coffee for me,  and handed me a Mitch Albom book, which I like so much, and said “I guess you’re staying home the whole day today,”  so firmly, to me. But a cup and saucer was all she could find to put my coffee in. It’s hardly worth bothering. My grandmother loved dainty cups. She said she felt like royalty when she uses them. I argued with her. I was used to cups that were more like pitchers (usually, when it rains as hard as today). I never liked to run to the kitchen for a refill while I was reading a book, and I always started out with a big cup. When I’m painting, writing, or whatever, I do the same thing. But my grandmother said that coffee should be an experience and should be savored. I’m babbling, I know. But I guess she’s right. 

So there’s this thing that I got this morning.

So there’s this thing that I got this morning.

"For whatever we lose (like a you or a me), it’s always ourselves we find in the sea.” - E.E. Cummings

"For whatever we lose (like a you or a me), it’s always ourselves we find in the sea.” - E.E. Cummings


“But it’s December now, and the sky is bright, and it’s clear to me. I’m telling you why we broke up, Ed. I’m writing it in this letter, the whole truth of why it happened. And the truth is that I goddamn loved you so much.” ― Daniel Handler, Why We Broke Up
“But it’s December now, and the sky is bright, and it’s clear to me. I’m telling you why we broke up, Ed. I’m writing it in this letter, the whole truth of why it happened. And the truth is that I goddamn loved you so much.” ― Daniel Handler, Why We Broke Up

Anonymous asked: do you bake?? :))))

If making pancakes, and using Duncan Hines cake mixes count as baking, then yes, I bake. Haha. 

It’s a great, big world.

It’s a great, big world.

"Plans are meant to be broken," or so they say. When the picture perfect plans don’t seem to work, I’d like to think that the first thing we need to do is make most out of the situation and carry on afterwards. Carry on traversing, surrendering to the unknown, trying to pick up pieces in hopes that these will help answer the important questions in life. 

Skipping rocks in the ocean. 

Skipping rocks in the ocean. 

This Tuesday night situation is like..

This Tuesday night situation is like..

So far this month, last night was the best night.

So far this month, last night was the best night.