Brooklyn, Brooklyn Take Me In

It is sad to say that the brightest point in my day today was a complementary SAT pencil. Yes, friends, I took a standardized test this morning.

I'm getting ready for college.

Today has been a pretty normal day. I did spend a lot of it in the car with my dearest mummy who has been driving me around all year to search for said colleges... too bad I have not found one yet.

And on to other things.

Life has had meaning recently. You know, the kind you feel spectacularly late at night when everyone is asleep and you aren't entirely there? When you drift off into fits of wonder and, despite the pull of your eyelashes and the fall of your eyebrows, you just do not want to go to sleep. The next day lies only hours away and all that you can do is dread it. I believe it is because of the masks. Yeah. Those masks. We put them on every day, and sometimes all day--until that blessed time of night I described earlier. I have recently been trying with all of my might to unmask myself. My efforts have been futile. Every time I begin to say what I want to say or feel as I want to feel, that tiny little tea siren pipes in and I keep on keeping on as nothing but the biggest of masqueraders. Tonight's post is a small one, for all that I entrust in you is this little piece of delight:

Unmask yourself tomorrow.
I hate to be corny, but live your dream. You think about it every day-- I know you do. So live it.

I once read somewhere that life is divine chaos. I embrace that quote. Life is already chaotic, why not add to the party? But do it with grace and fervor and all that you've got.

Be brave my quaint followers, be brave. You belong here, and that's lovely and on tiptoes.

Here's to you from beyond the frightening looking glass,
daintyquaintandtrim