The Little Things.

One thing that I learned was to enjoy the little things in life. Like, how beautiful the sun rises and sets each night. Or how cute an old couple is together. Or that simple moment of tranquility of the morning where it's just still dark out.

Oddly enough, I really realized how beautiful everything is with my glasses. Yes I wear glasses, but no, I don't have AWFUL vision; It's just a bit harder to see. The last couple months have been torture, trying to squint at things to bring them really into focus and failing miserably at it. Now, finally, after two months, I got two more pairs of glasses. I love both of the frames... but that's besides the point.

     Stepping outside, with my assisted sight, I could see every single little detail on the simplest things. The individual pebbles on the concrete, or each leaf on a tree or each blade of grass.
It really made me think about all the little things that really stood out to me. Like, the way my boyfriend left his spare change in a vending machine, or how my mom stops to make sure that a random stanger at the grocery store has a good day.

I guess, I realized how important really small happenings can change someone's life.

Performance Hangovers.

There comes a dreaded time in a performers life that is almost certain to happen: The Performance Hangover. It's basically what it sounds like.

The morning after a performance, I wake up with makeup smudged all over the place because I was too exhausted to take a shower the night before to wash the shit out of my hair and off my face. Before I even get out of bed, I feel the side affects coming on. The tight muscles, the sore feet, the headache, and the scratchy throat. I don't even want to move and the thought of sleeping for an eternity sounds awfully inviting.

Alas, I must roll out of bed, throw on the easiest pants I can pull over my butt (or just wear the pants I slept in), yank on a shirt and a hoodie, walk over to the bathroom where I scrub my extra layer of unneeded face off and throw my greasy, product-ified hair into a messy bun and go on my way to school.

This my friends, is a perfomance hangover.

Yes or No.

If I were old enough to vote, I would totally vote no against the marriage amendment in Minnesota. I believe that everyone should be able to marry the person they love without question. People should be able to treat others equally. 

I have seen many "Vote No" signs around my area and it makes me happy, because I know that it will be passed one day. 

Every time I drive pass a Vote No sign in someone's yard I say, "I like them. I don't even know who they are but I like them." 

One day, I saw a man walking down the street with a "Vote Yes" t-shirt. What do you think my reaction was? Did I freak out? Did I shout at the man?

No. I simply acknowledged the man and went on my way. 

I figured, why be mad at someone who has an opinion? Whether it be opposing my opinion or is the same opinion as mine, everyone should have a say. I completely understand that people don't want the amendment to be passed for personal, religious, or other reasons. 
I respect that they have an opinion and their own beliefs. 

I think it's ridiculous that a man and a woman who have known each other for three months can get married AND divorced in the course of 72 days, but a man and a man (or a woman and woman) can be together for the majority of their lives and not have the right to be married for the rest of their lives. 

Again, I completely respect people's opinions, and this is my own. This is why I would vote no against the marriage amendment in the state of Minnesota. I want there to be love everywhere, between everyone. Hopefully one day it's nationwide.