July 2014
On weekends when all activities hinge on cooperative skies, gray mist can be a monochromatic motivation sucker. I had to choose a coffee shop for a meeting and make evening plans, and every option felt utterly exhausted. Nothing in this city felt new, and spending money on the same old felt futile. Then mentally, my mother pointed her finger at me in that tisk, tisk, tisk way, “Oh you’re bored? Would you like to fold some laundry? I didn’t think so. What do you propose you do instead?”
Not laaaaaaaundry! Noooooooo!
Time to be a little creative à la wine, cheese and game night with good friends. It was the perfect solution. After tipsy laughter and competition, I returned to seeing the city as a place of possibilities. Lots of new and exciting elements are popping up, and others have existed unbeknownst to me. I tried my very first Pizza Boat pie (there will be more!). I had my first brunch at a restaurant I like and learned the transformative power of using sushi style salmon in eggs benedict (I might not be able to go back to lox. I may be screwed). I watched my dog delight in fountain fun.
I snapped my 2000th Instagram photo, and if I step back enough, that 2000th photo was a reminder of how a camera, even a phone camera, can help the everyday to hold more possibilities, more documentable moments, more beauty.
In conclusion, gray days come and go, but life is about laundry or living, ie, “Quelcy, get over yourself and do something.”
What do your Instagrams reveal lately?
Cheers,
Quelcy
P.S: You can follow my Instagram adventures here.
