the walls around the places we snuggle

i've found this amazing blog that i can't get enough of. (http://www.designspongeonline.com/) it's full of ideas for do-it-yourself projects - the kind that make your home completely unique and interesting - all different styles of design - but i love it all.

most of the photos are making me dream big... and making me want to be all grown up already. it's fun moving from place to place, making new temporary homes each year, but i really can't wait until the day that i have a place that is mine, with walls that are mine, and floors that are mine, and i will spend money on real furniture and paint that will get to stay until i'm inspired to do it all over again.

when i think about my life, what short time we get, and the things i'd like to have and do, having a home that fits me perfectly is definitely on that list. it's not so much having the place forever, or keeping a certain decor forever, but it's the stability that comes with it - the permission - on my own terms - the ownership - and the togetherness - because i want to share that home and fill it with love.

oh, but wait...

i have a job, huh? one of those 9-6, sit indoors all day and dream of whats going on outside that window, type of jobs. it's a good one - so i can't complain at all, but spending the most quality time i've spent with people in a long long (ever?) is really not motivating the sitting in the fluorescent lighting all day. the truth is, i'm torn between routine and the new. i'm so always up for seeing new things and trying new things... i don't mind taking a scenic route. but i guess i can let it get out of control too. i've tossed the stability right out of this 6th story window, and i'm running on curiosity.

and fear. watching a fellow twosome part ways makes me realize just how disposable relationships (love or less) are. and this is what i have always thought to be the most important thing we can have in our lives... people to share them with... but we toss each other around so often. so from there, i consider that every strong connection we make, and every moment we are given, is truly a very precious one.

last night's show at the roxy was cancelled, so that (thankfully) gave me a bit of a break. tonight is first fridays at the natural history museum. the bird and the bee are playing and jukebox the ghost are opening. apparently its a popular night; pre-sale tix are already sold out. not sure if we'll end up making it inside or not.

it's raining. there really is something about that rain that makes it feel okay to stay home and do nothing (or take a moment to type a little something something in the blog blog).