Holly-J
Magical. Difficult to understand. I find that I am drawn to things I can't fully understand. These things fascinate me, and I find so much beauty in things unclear.
I haven't been so nervous lately. Asking questions when I need to, and not caring about whether it's making me look stupid. Walking into class with my head up, dancing with the first group for the combination in ballet. Honestly, this all started happening when you told me to think about you when my heart starts to beat quickly and my breath is shaky. I've always been brave. But I still hope if you leave, I can stay this way.
Style is very individual. To style someone else (to be a stylist) is a huge responsibility. You are responsible for figuring out who they are and translating that into a physical medium that they can show the world.
"Simple, but hard" the teacher says. In ballet class today, a light rain left patterns all over the windows that let in gray light from outside. I love the way the piano sounds on a gloomy morning. I'm dripping with sweat twenty minutes in, but I don't mind.
I love washing dishes. It's the one household chore that I enjoy. Something about it is oddly therapeutic. Maybe because it involves running water. Water is sacred, spiritual... that is something else I don't quite understand yet know for sure is true.
I've spent the past few weeks discovering you. At first, you were just a name in my phone, a friend of a friend. Now you're what makes me happy. What I think about when I feel scared or lost. You are my favorite song, my leather journal.