Be Still

Quiet Friday morning turned into a quiet day in the office, which led to a quiet night.  Sometimes you need a day full of stillness to keep a clear head.

One disappointment was that I tried to race the sun home...but lost.  Hoping I have better luck today (once I can get my lazy butt moving).

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closet door / front door

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view from my bed


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good, I've been waiting

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Lulu

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Pico

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Century Towers
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The Intercontinental

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Friday night traffic

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Intercontinental balconies

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Pico later

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lamps at Century Towers

Galentine's Day

Today is the first day I've been able to take my camera out for a spin (I miss daylight hours due to work nearly every day).  All of the women in the office + our president and CEO went out to one of my favorite restaurants for Valentine's Day (which I'm renaming Galentine's Day after Leslie Knope - and yes I know it's technically on February 13).  Piknik is an amazing little place in Marina Del Rey that never fails to amaze with their yummy dishes.  It's a great place to go on the weekend, and afterwards you can grab a coffee and check out the farmer's market down the block.  

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black and white makes knobby knees look better

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Fitzgerald in the morning

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I loved this light

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morning stretches

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my fire escape

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Piknik's ceiling

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a rose for Valentine's Day

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David and Valerie

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strawberry margarita

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our group

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loved the light fixtures

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Talia, Erika, Alma & Laura

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Jim & Daniela

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Raquel & Yamile

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candids are my favorite

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laughter

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self portrait

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The Happiest Day of My Life

My new camera arrive today.  Before it (finally!) came, I obsessively refreshed the page to track my package about every 15 minutes.  There are no words to describe how happy this makes me - being without my camera for so long has been awful and buying one that is a complete upgrade is amazing.  All of these pictures are so boring because it's things I've posted pictures of before (and I'm so sorry for that)... but this new camera makes it so exciting.  I hope to embark on many photography projects this year!

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the ever-present twinkle lights
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Fitzgerald
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Swedish alphabet
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you would not believe how little light I took this picture with
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a little romance in my dining area
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selfie
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above my bed
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this camera feels twice as big
my fridge covered in sentimental photos and postcards

Say Anything...is a real boy

a sunrise from this week

"I talk, therefore I am"

I feel like my life and I are in fluctuating states of mess and chaos. Some days, I wear this as a badge of honor - as it means that I am also in a constant state of change and newness (two things I'm not the best with). Other times (a great many of times), I wish I could skip to the part where I have most things figured out. The place where the opinions, words, or what I perceive to be how others feel about me, cannot sway me.

As for now, I've developed a new coping mechanism: angry (or angry-ish) music. It's probably not healthy, but for now it works. I'd rather choose to funnel any and all emotions to anger, which as a positive by-product, sometimes leads me to feel empowered. As I've mentioned in the past, I turn nearly every feeling into tears; stress, joy for others, insecurity, and rejection are all culprits. I'm tired of being that girl, one that gets so affected by others and situations I can't control.

I'd rather not believe that someone would make me feel upset in any way intentionally. Even if they did, it shouldn't be my problem either way. Though I know this logically, it doesn't always (or frequently) sink in.

As they say, "youth is wasted on the young." Unfortunately, I'm making this true in my own life. I find myself resenting my lack of life experience. I can't blame my age for much though, my inability to know when to shut up, my propensity to be self-absorbed, and many other faults are all my responsibility and cannot be blamed on my naïveté.