Do you know about Dixit? The card game. I am so not a board games kinda gal. I can, literally, fall asleep while waiting in line watching. The board! The same board. With Dixit, though, it’s different.
It triggers your imagination.
This is what happened with the picture above, also. My mind just went from the top of the rollercoaster ~vrrroooomm~ into a bunch of loops, straight to the thought Hmm, a place where bestie and I could stand still in ripped ~just below the tushie~ classic jeans, bikini tops and, hopefully ~or not~ bikini bottoms, hold a surfboard (surfboard, surfboard, it’s been a while, what?) even though none of us surfs on a regular basis, look at something rather splendid (in an awaited, but chill kinda way) and enjoy whatever it is we want to enjoy in a place we kinda randomly arrived at, but had dreamed of… in a matter of seconds.
Together. At 3am.
I’ve just projected this into the universe. The 3ams and the universe seem to, beautifully, go hand in hand. Maybe, I will reedit this and feature a picture of my own instead of the above. Then, have my picture framed and smile at it whenever I see it at home. I’ll tell you exactly what we’re looking at and whether we’d surfed or not.
In the meantime, I’m enjoying the feeling of the feeling described above. Shut your mind and daydream, for a second, of the beach we’re standing on. An extreme power nap. Of a second. I like to dance. And this puts me in a good mood.
Are you on the beach now? Doing everything from above? Better?! Are you? Uh-oooh! You know what rhymes with are you. My adorable friend, Alex, would now say Cristina, no, I don’t. And that’s why I love her, but am, still, not going to say what rhymes with are you. Basically, any verb followed by you. Wink. Witty wink.
Everything you can imagine is real said Pablo Picasso.
One way or another, at some point or another, in one world or another, I’m sure it is. That is if you like daydreaming and chemistry. And being on the beach. A real beach. A real life. Witty wink. Pink. Pussy pink.
Ladies and gentlemen, you’ve just met one of the best outfits ever! A pair of good jeans (and genes), loose hair, bikini top, something good to drink (and eat), something wonderful to look at and dream of with that special someone.
See you later, alligator!
Later edit: my favourite jeans ripped just right below the tushie. Completely. The beach might be the next later edit. We’re just riding the rollercoaster…