Y que en los primeros seis minutos y cincuenta y nueve segundos, nuestra cabeza, automáticamente, reproduce todos y cada uno de los momentos vividos a lo largo de ese día; y que en el último segundo, aparece la persona que te ha hecho feliz hoy. Finalmente, el cerebro se queda con lo más importante, con lo que más le ha gustado y lo transmite en forma de película, una película llamada “sueños”.
n. a twinge of sadness that there’s no frontier left, that as the last explorer trudged with his armies toward a blank spot on the map, he didn’t suddenly remember his daughter’s upcoming piano recital and turn for home, leaving a new continent unexplored so we could set its mists and mountains aside as a strategic reserve of mystery, if only to answer more of our children’s questions with “Nobody knows! Out there, anything is possible.”
“The best kind of rain, of course, is a cozy rain. This is the kind the anonymous medieval poet makes me remember, the rain that falls on a day when you’d just as soon stay in bed a little longer, write letters or read a good book by the fire, take early tea with hot scones and jam and look out the streaked window with complacency.”—Susan Allen Toth (via cosive)
Alright, so last night I had a post all ready to go… but the moment I spotted this spread on Jenna Lyons in British Vogue I had to drop EVERYTHING! I mean, isn’t this lady too cool for words? Don’t tell me I’m the only one who’s crazy-obsessed with her fun and quirky style?! I will need to pick up this September issue asap! (Note to self: try mixing bold stripes with fun prints this season)