Yesterday I took A bubblebath. Usually when I take a bubblebath, the bubbles aren't fluffy and fill up the whole tub...but they did yesterday. They looked like snowy white mountains, and I pretended to be a giant, and they all belonged to me. I took My ipod and speakers and hooked it up next to the tub, and listened to Laura Marling, Regina Spektor, Bright Eyes, and Train. After I drained out the tub, I took all the leftover bubbles and gathered them in my hands and blew them all over the place, so the whole bathtub and curtains were full of small bits of bubbles. Then I rinsed off in some cold water, and I tried to wash away every worry and bad thought, since I've had too many of those lately. The cold water felt amazing on my skin as I sang along to Hey Soul Sister. And for a little while, I felt very happy. And very very alive.
You know when you think so much, and you just wish that you could turn off all your thoughts? When monsters chase you and you try to outrun them, but they're always right behind you. I start to wonder all the time, When did things become complicated? I think I'm going to take more bubblebaths, because no monsters can ever find me when I'm hiding beneath snowy mountains.
Well...the "about me" things are always hard...But I guess, I'm still a little girl learning new things every day, sometimes I'm scared and everything feels complicated, and sometimes I'm happy, and alive, and everything feels simple...I guess you could say I just enjoy living, and i try to cherish every moment of it.