When I'm Lost in my Bedroom

There are many little luxuries that go along with some quality time spent alone. For example, there is the liberty of walking around with no pants on, or breaking into wild, manic dance at any given second, there's the ability to think aloud and not worry about how it looks or sounds, and of course there is always the pleasure of wasting precious hours on Tumblr. No interactions with actual humans, yet still feeling a little social; I can spend hours endlessly scrolling through Tumblr. Pages and pages of beautiful pictures and quotes hold my mind and imagination captive. Most importantly though, I get to blast music while "surfing" - does anybody "surf" the web anymore? Is that still an acceptable term? Whatever, on tumblr it sure as hell exists! 

Here is a link to my Tumblr page !!!!!!!!!! - although the real magic resides in my "hearts" or "favorites" section that as we all know is completely private. That's actually what I like most about it. I always say that my actual Tumblr blog is for the pictures/posts that I like enough to reblog, that I feel say something about who I am and what my aspirations, goals, and personality are like. Then the other section, the private one, is for the posts I feel truly speak to the deepest part of my soul; the part I wouldn't share to the public because they may not understand.

Anyway, moving on from this awful rant about Tumblr...

Having these little breaks of solitude really allows you to reach deep within yourself. It's a reflective time and at the very least a time that allows you to draw on a little inspiration. One thing that always gets my creative juices flowing is music. I listen to it while I'm in the shower, while I'm looking for new apartments, while I sleep even! I imagine these impossible day-dreams that only make sense when set with an amazing song. Does anyone else do that? I mean really day dream, dream so hard that you build this entire life experience filled with friends you've never met, in a setting you've never lived, wearing clothes that you may never own!? No? I'm sounding a bit like a schizophrenic aren't I...Ah well, that is the beauty that is my imagination. I get lost in it more than I'm comfortable admitting to. But enough mumble-jumble. Here is one artist who's music has been feeding my dreams for a few weeks now!

xoxo