Every once in awhile I decide to resurrect my blog. I never intended for it to die; I'm just a lazy blogger with the best of intentions. I'm brimming with ideas for music posts, fashion posts, my favorite Etsy finds posts, personal stuff posts, people I know who do cool things posts, etc. The vehicle between brain waves and actualized action is like the Flintstone's car. I'm in the market for a rocket. I'll settle for a anything with a motor.
I'll start off with a mini re-introduction. This is my boyfriend, John and me on our first date. He's a musical genius. When I think of him composing, I picture streams of colors and textures pouring out of his head. He takes my breath away.