Despite the fact that I am rather hungry and am functioning on less than half a cup of coffee, I am well today. I am okay. It is Leap Day, my favorite day of every four years.
According to science, each year lasts exactly 365.25 days. If we simply ignored that extra quarter of a day, eventually our calendar would no longer be in sync with the seasons-we would literally have Christmas in July. So to make things easier and more convenient, scientists decided to just add an extra day to the calendar every four years. February was the obvious choice, as it's a dwarf of a month anyway.
In Ireland, women propose to their significant others on February 29th. Granted, I do think that everybody should be able to propose to whomever they please regardless of gender, but there's something about laying it all on the line this one day of the year that I find really special and meaningful.
To me, Leap Day takes on a more symbolic meaning than just being the scapegoat for our scientific errors. Leap Day is magic. It's a day for second chances; twenty-four hours you can spend doing all the things you wish you'd done in the past four years. The craziest things could happen today, the most magical, beautiful, wonderful things.
Take life by the horns today. I guess I'm not really the best person to be dishing out that kind of advice given my current emotional state, but seriously people. Do it. Live. Laugh. Love. Leap.
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Let's Try This Again
Hi there.
I've got this terrible guilt because I keep looking at Blogger and telling myself to write something, anything, but I never do. There's a lot of me that thinks one must have something earth-shatteringly philosophical to write about every time one begins a new post. But obviously that isn't the case. I'm not going to be suddenly inspired to write the greatest piece of text ever every single day. But hopefully the act of sitting down to write will generate some inspiration. I'm creating creativity, if that makes sense.
Hold me to my promise, dear friends in the blogosphere. I'm going to try to post something new every day. It's going to be a bumpy ride.
Love you all. Let's go.
I've got this terrible guilt because I keep looking at Blogger and telling myself to write something, anything, but I never do. There's a lot of me that thinks one must have something earth-shatteringly philosophical to write about every time one begins a new post. But obviously that isn't the case. I'm not going to be suddenly inspired to write the greatest piece of text ever every single day. But hopefully the act of sitting down to write will generate some inspiration. I'm creating creativity, if that makes sense.
Hold me to my promise, dear friends in the blogosphere. I'm going to try to post something new every day. It's going to be a bumpy ride.
Love you all. Let's go.
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