Live outside your world. Do not disassociate yourself from our common grounds. Excuses are for the unprepared, inadequate and the confused. Excuses are potion that lack originality and experiment in creativity. Being creative is not original. Being original is to be me.
Originality is in flutes played by youths, sunsets, and filter lenses in glasses. But love on the other hand, well; love is none of the things that originality is. Love is scientific and filled with logic and thinking. Love is equations, and math problems that have no end or solution. Love is the diameter of your heart and the speed at which hair grows. Love is analog clocks, skewed perspective and manipulated color wheels that will one day exist.
I guess it's time for me to pull out my black lace dress that's been hidden in my closet for about a year now. The black widow is no longer mourning; instead she struts. My next shoe purchase will be (below). They would be great for a spring dressy shoe, nothing like a breeze and fresh nail polish.
Craving some nutella right about now...