beautiful things

Lately I've totally gotten back into catching up with the blog community and reading all sorts of art, photography, books, fashion, whatever blogs. One thing people write about a lot is inspiration and beauty. They write about beautiful clothes, colors, photos, cities, rooms, pieces of furniture, art, songs, books, poems, jewelry, people... If I were a poet, I would say this prettily and artfully, but as you all know my attempts are kind of flops, so I'll just say it straight out.

I think the prettiest thing in life is people. Feeling small, humbled. Watching the world go by and realizing it doesn't give a two shits about you, but in an okay way. You're one piece in the puzzle- just one. You walk among strangers daily. People hold doors for you, make small talk in line at the checkout, people dish out random compliments- "nice shoes," "love that dress" "cute shirt" or whatever. I dunno. I'm kind of not being clear. But I think it's just people in the world that are beautiful.

Yes we're dumb and selfish and narrow minded assholes. But we can be nice too. There are so many of us, and while some of us are similar no one is the same. You feel unimportant but you are special.

If you leave, you are the missing piece of the giant puzzle that is life.

The world may rush by you and there are days when life just sucks but your life is special. Everyone's lives are special. It's how people use their lives, their gifts, their talents, and their compassion that makes life beautiful.

I love walking through a giant crowd in an unfamiliar place. I especially love airports and train stations. People going a hundred different places leading completely different lives from you... It's just... beautiful. Feeling a clean slate. Where no one knows you, no one can judge you, because you are just one of a thousand people someone will pass today.

Maybe I didn't say that right, but I think it had to be said.