July 2010
13 posts
I always ask everyone for the truth. I demand it. My need for the truth about things is stronger than the pull of gravity some days. If anyone ever asks me what I want from them, I always answer “the truth”. But my friends, be careful what you wish for. the truth might eat you alive.
Jul 29th
the things I love blog:
I get many a question about the things I love. I decided to make a list for you: #1-SKIN. I am a whore for skin products. takes me 15 minutes to wash my face. best advice is to always wash your face before sleep+always wear sunscreen. -Boots glycolic acid toner. -Kiehls spf 15 tinted lotion . I hate foundation, my skin reacts bad to foundation, boys wish you didn’t wear foundation. I was...
Jul 28th
So last night I had a dream. It was one of those dreams that takes all night to dream. It started with what’s happening my real life, that each and every time I let my old lover into my world he finds a way to twist and turn my insides. His intentions are always selfish. I suppose this is the bonus of cutting someone out of your life. They cannot affect you any longer. But I do not have...
Jul 27th
Matt Nathanson Monday.
So, It is a big, giant, exciting, shivering in my booties kind of day for me today…it’s matt nathanson day. Tonight, Matt has agreed to be interviewed live on air for my radio show… http://www.blogtalkradio.com/highkicksandhighhopes Yesterday I got to chat with Matt and sort of lay out what we wanted to chat about in the interview. Matt said “I feel like we have been...
Jul 26th
sleeping is good, try it.
“but pills were not going to change the fundamental problem in the construction. Wanting what you cannot have. Looking for self worth in the mirror. Laying work on top of work and still wondering why you weren’t satisfied- before working some more. I know. I had done all of that. There was a stretch where I could not have worked more hours in the day without eliminating sleep all...
Jul 23rd
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i met a new one and he looks just like you...
You were a hard scar to heal, my love. That was some war your fought to stay under my skin. “i miss you” still affects me. I guess that is just the long-flowing aftermath of love. You watch the ones who promised to love you forever love someone else. Maybe they miss you. Maybe they are just selfish. Maybe they are just as happy as they are pretending. Maybe they are secretly unhappy...
Jul 21st
I am in love with hope.
I realized something so important. I am neither better or smarter than anyone else, I am just luckier. Shame on me for feeling like I knew everything about life, dance and love. You can know everyone, know the whole world and still not know your way home at night, and not know what direction you are facing. The secret thing we don’t get to see when the camera turn off is that people rarely...
Jul 20th
this place was radioactive with memories.
Nothing you do in your life really even matters- dust to dust- you can’t take it with you. If that makes you feel small, good. It should. That is exactly what you are. I’ve been carrying around this ego of mine calling it things acceptable: Hard work, determination, courage… When really I am just trying to matter in a vast complicated universe where nothing really ever does....
Jul 19th
I am going away tonight for 9 days. I won’t be blogging. Checking FB. Tweeting. Calling. I will be silent. I will read, write and swim. Wake up when the sun comes up and go to sleep when the moon comes out. No electricity. No Tv’s. No anything. The idea actually scared the crap out of me. I’ve been pacing all day. I do not “unplug” well. So, reason #526 this trip is...
Jul 10th
“Rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth. I sat at a table where were rich food and wine in abundance, an obsequious attendance, but sincerity and truth were not; and I went away hungry from the inhospitable board. The hospitality was as cold as the ices.” -into the wild I met a five year old girl today who told me that “dance was in her soul”. Reminded...
Jul 7th
it took so long just to feel alright...
May this be the last time my heart ever breaks for the thought of you.
Jul 3rd
courage. passion. hard work.
Sometimes, before things can be built up they have to be knocked down. Sometimes, too, a lot of hard dirty work has to happen before something delightful can emerge. It is sometimes though mistakes that we learn something useful. It is scary to move into a new phase of your future, away from your established routine and old messy habits. Sometimes, for me, it feels like life is full of changes...
Jul 2nd
Jar of Hearts (and awesome!) Christina Perri + me.
the backstory to this piece: he’s broke her heart, and just in the minute she’s collected the pieces, he comes back. (sigh) No matter what your dream is please remember this: good things happen to good people. There will be a day for you that you will start out singing jason mraz in the car with your best friend and end the day the #1 most google searched thing on the planet. I...
Jul 1st