When Austin-based photographer Jaime Moore was deciding how to snap photos of her daughter Emma to remember her 5th birthday, she combed the Internet for visual inspiration â and, naturally, came across a ton of young girls dressed up like Disney princess on their birthdays.
This is WONDERFUL!
I think we are all lonely. Perpetually lonely. And, that is a depressing thought, isn’t it? But, this loneliness pushes us to do more and be more with each other. You know? Maybe it’s a fear of death in a way, because death seems to be the loneliest of destinations. Simultaneously, it seems to have the possibility of being the most fulfilling. Maybe God made us this way so that we would be rewarded by loving each other and so that only He could fill that hole, that void. Many people may say that I have strong faith. And, at times, I certainly do. At other times, I really don’t. And, at those times, I know that life through love is the best kind even if I can’t decide on my thoughts about life period.
I just think lozenge is pleasant and fun word so its inclusion in the title was necessary. Plus, what a crap title without it, don’t you think?
Sometimes in a world filled with countless options, it’s nice only to have one. That’s a sentiment that works pretty great for a marriage, but the options are so… available… that pretty soon men, and women, begin to long to try them all. But it’s like that movie where John Cusack owns a record store. High Fidelity. That’s the one. (The dialogue is mind-blowing. Hello, Nick Hornby.) He says this great thing to his woman about fantasies. About how always fantasizing of the possibilities with these other women and their lingerie is finally getting old. And another one about commitment. “I can see now I never really committed to Laura. I always had one foot out the door, and that prevented me from doing a lot of things, like thinking about my future and… I guess it made more sense to commit to nothing, keep my options open. And that’s suicide. By tiny, tiny increments.” It IS suicide. It really is. Just fantasizing about the possibilities enjoying blips of excitement, never committing to anything, often out of fear of failing or displeasing someone or looking bad, that kills you. I think it leaves a person depressed, unfulfilled, you know, all of the current well-to-do American emotions. You have to risk. Art demands daring. And we should make our life art. That sounds awesome. Sounds. And is, really. But it also means, your parents might think you’re an idiot. Your friends might I don’t know, reject you, or something. But I’d much rather be alive with all of that than killing myself with the fear of it.