Monday, September 6, 2010

What IT Is


"Snails see the benefit, the beauty in every inch"
I love when I'm able to see past the initial simplicity of life and into the multiple layers of importance surrounding me. You could call it my drug. My runners high. My narcotic, opiate, poison, pill, hit, or fix. It's something I live to find. And guess what? It isn't aaaaactually bad for me like a drug. It's rather healthy, I think.
It's about picking apart, assessing, and learning- or not le
arning- from every teeny tiny little situation that crosses your path.
It's about laughing by yourself all the way to Logan because you just made up the sweetest dance move.
It's about formally thanking the grape salad you just made, for the wonderful memories it's about to provide.
It's about walking backwards to class because it puts a smile on your face instead of a knot in your stomach because you have a test in 5 minutes.
It's about praying in your closet instead of next to your bed just because it says something like that in your scriptures.
It's about waking up to a grasshopper shadow on your window sill that makes you laugh hysterically at 7 a.m.
It's about making up a love story in your head for every cute couple you see walking down the sidewalk.
It's about smashing a glass bowl on your kitchen floor just because you want to know what it'd feel like to live in a soap opera.
It's about giving advice to someone else that you should have taken from yourself four months ago.
It's about doing your homework in the dirt in your backyard because there's nothing to distract
you.
It's a picture of your grandma next to your alarm clock, fake grass in your room because no other color of green is quite the same, hair stuck in your carpet to remind you of all the dates you got ready for right there, saving dishes with ugly flowers on them because they remind you of being six again, squishing the stray cat between your front door and screen door to make sure it never wants to come back, ironing every pair of pants because your dad never used to let you leave the house until you did, writing thank you cards for no reason at all, watching your best friend get ready so many times that you know the exact way she poses in the mirror before leaving for school, buying a candle that smells terrible because it matches your bedspread perfectly, making a path of paper towels to walk across on your freezing tile floor, crying to your mom every time you throw up just because you want to make sure someone knows how sick you feel, growing up but staying young...
It's about the little smirk that covers your face when you feel the sunlight on your back.
It's about loving someone so much that it makes your heart ache.

Whatever IT is, it makes me so gosh dang happy.
tell me its funny...

3 comments:

  1. love you. i love how you see the world. love that i know when almost everys single one of these things happened.

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  2. iluffyourblogs.

    yes. grasshoppah=funny

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  3. wellll....STALKED ya! Laur, I love your blog!:)

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