What Is Love?

Love is adventuring some random day, with almost no gas in the car and no water to be found, just because you want to. Love is seeing a beautiful human being under the hot, sweaty mess they imagine themselves to be. Love is picking up all of the dirty socks, even if none of them are yours. Love is setting the alarm without asking, even if you don't have to get up. Love is going downstairs to grab the chips, even if you aren't going to eat any. Love is knowing that it doesn't get any better than this. Love is photoshoots and climbing waterfalls and making lasagna and dancing in fields at midnight and sometimes just looking at the stars. Love is a million different things, and yet there's almost nothing at all.

Some Thoughts...

The world isn't meant to be seen through a piece of glass. Dirt and dust and cracks create vision as blurred as an 8 mm film track. Some people say that seeing is believing, but is seeing really enough?

We have five senses, and yet we barely allow ourselves the opportunity to use more than one. What we experience of the world comes in bits and pieces; it’s what we’re fed through movie screens and televisions, bus windows and car windshields, computers and camera lenses.

And yet we equate this to living. We talk about places and people as though we've actually known them, actions and adventures as though we’ve actually experienced them. An article on the internet, a documentary on TV, a photo stumbled across…what once would have been inspiration and incentive to go out and experience is now grounds to act as though we already have.

Life isn’t meant to be lived on the other side of a viewing window. There is beauty everywhere, in every city or town or hamlet or villa, and it’s missed because we’re too busy taking other people’s experiences to be our own. Sometimes you just want to shout “STOP LOOKING OUT YOUR WINDOW AND START WALKING OUT YOUR DOOR!”  But who’s there to listen?

There’s some sort of standard that adventuring has to take place somewhere far-off and magical and completely new. But what we seem to forget is that the far-off and magical and completely new place that we've deemed adventure-worthy is ten feet from someone else’s doorstep. In this obsession with what lies at someone else’s doorstep, we completely miss the beauty that lies at ours.

You don’t have to fly across the world to see the world. You don’t have to save for a lifetime to live. Adventure is literally waiting for you right outside; every experience you've read and seen and watched is right around the corner. 

So, what are you reading this for? Get out there and explore.

You Are Here...

Hello there, I'm Lyssa.

I'm a 20-something living the small-town life up in Canada. I'm a student of English, lover of language, avid television marathoner, and amateur photographer on the best of days. I live with the love of my life at an address that changes every year. We have no cats or dogs or Sea Monkeys or anything that will do funny things for food or snuggle with me when he has overnight shifts.

I love many things, like scarves, baking, poorly acted dance movies, anything that involves tomato sauce, ballet class, Essie nail polish, taking photos of random things, finding something beautiful everywhere I go, happiness, fresh baked bread, striped shirts, and sunshine. 

I've spent so much time reading the beautiful blogs that exist on this wonder that we call the internet that I thought I might try my hand at writing one of my own. Please be kind to me, blogosphere.

Thank you for reading. I hope we can be great internet pals.