I am alive and live in one of the most beautiful towns in Ohio. That mellow, messy, leaf-kicking, perfect pause between summer and winter is my favorite time of year. Chilly air, whistling wind, and rain that smells like memories.
Sometimes, I like to lie awake at night listening to the pitter-patter of raindrops on my roof. Sometimes, the sky is so clear that I can see the far blue edge of forever behind distant suns. Sometimes, I see little shooting stars out of the corner of my eyes like falling glitter. Sometimes, I think if we lived to be 200-300 years old, the clouds would spin a lot faster. Sometimes, I think the city is sucking away at my soul.
I used to wake up in the middle of the night and take photographs, pictures that represented the things I could never find the words to express. Often times I would wonder if the message was ever lost in translation.
I don’t think it is.
I think that is why I keep doing it.
I guess you could say I’m a dreamer. I like anything pretty, witty, or wise, and captivating and emotional art inspires me. I am 2/3 free and the 1/3 “unfree” part of me doesn’t even matter that much. I believe in magic and people and pinky promises, and I’m kind of in love with the whole wide world. I like flaws and feel more comfortable around people who have them. And when it comes down to it, I don’t want everything to add up to the perfect equation. I want mess and chaos. I want someone to go crazy out of his mind for me. I want to do something wild and reckless. I want to feel alive. I want a rich life, full of both hugs and kisses and kicks and punches. And I don’t really know where I’m going, but I hope I go far.
Get to know me. I am much more than just the heartache and cliché words on my blog.
Love,
{Miyah Faith}
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