on a shooting star
on a four leaf clover
on an eyelash
on a wishbone
on 11:11
blowing out a birthday candle
blowing on a dandelion
tossing a coin into a fountain or wishing well
I loved being 19, it felt like the age I was supposed to be. I miss 19, I can’t wait to see what other years will feel like being 19 when I get older. Aging used to scare me a lot more, now I’ve realized the world is kinder to me as I’ve grown up, and I’ve grown kinder to myself too. I hope to smile enough that one day it’ll never leave my face again.
i take pictures every single day of random little things that make me happy. i look up any question i have. i write down or speak my random thoughts. i look for my favorite colors every time i enter a new space. when you slow down and intentionally focus on your joys, your curiosities, your passions and loves - you will begin to see them everywhere and, in time, naturally feel more inspired by life
