Recently I have been thinking more about instagram and my presence online. No, I am not leaving, but I can't help but realize that I am still trying to figure out my presence. Over the past year I have gone to college, am transferring colleges, and though I am told I have all the time in the world (liars), I am still waiting for a break. An event that defines me even a little even if it isn't ever going to be @carolinecalloway worthy unless there is a major mix up in the mail. It sounds stupid how much I want to be interesting. How I want to be me and create art. As of now however, I feel like all I am is bordering more along the line of a writer who is constantly trying to write and instead staying up until 2 a.m. watching Moulin Rouge. .
Rainbow in daylight. Still magic to read once you turn the page. . Hopefully magical to read anyway. I haven't gotten to start Kristin Cashore's new book yet. I'll blame it on an all day work day that has my feet in pain and brain ready for some mindless television before setting myself up to write later. Hopefully that will happen. It would be lovely to write on something other than the backs of torn menus. I'm trying to be more positive, you see? Sorta? It's an optimistic work in progress. .
For when words turn heavy as ink. . I have been trying to be more consistent in myself. Trying to be more of who I am every day whether it be on the blog to when I am alone with a book or attempting to be a bit better at journaling more often, more true. It is funny how sometimes those words, read or written by my own hand, ache or sigh when they manage to touch the page. Or when they manage to escape before being captured within it. .
Fresh summer fruit for my never ending sweet tooth. Strawberry muffins, morning cereal... I am remembering how much I like local farmers markets and they bright colors they bring even on dreary Friday's like today. .
There may be a wonderful Coincidence of Coconut Cake in this fantastic novel I read in my continual desire for rom-coms, sadly it was no coincidence that I purchased this the same week of Book Expo. No, that is just me, the book addict I am as my tbr pile rises. And rises... .
Hope everyone had a lovely solstice. . My feed is turning into coffee along side my books and to be honest I am not sure if that is a bad thing...ever. Bring on the lattés and memories we make with each sip. .