I don't think I've ever wanted something so bad.

Seriously.  

I might just be being completely irrational, or maybe I've just taken an idea/dream and run wild with it but  

I really, really, REALLY want.... no, I need to go to New Zealand.  

I can't even let myself think about it too much because whenever I do my heart rate increases and my need to take deep breaths (don't judge me).  It can't be good for my health.  Don't ask me to explain why, like I said, maybe I'm just living in a dream world.

or....

maybe it's fate trying to tell me something.

or.... 

I'm just all around crazy.

all possible explanations. 

Wanderlust

"I saw in their eyes something I was to see over and over in every part of the nation - a burning desire to go, to move, to get under way, anyplace, away from any here... nearly every American hungers to move."

Ever since I went to Europe I've been restless and impatient for the day that I can get out of here again..... I guess I don't mean "get out of here," I mean it like John Steinbeck says, "away from any here"....

ya know what I mean?

I just want to go. Go to New Zealand, go to Switzerland, go to... I don't really care, I just want to go!

ughhhhhhhh.....

I get jealous when I hear about people who go out and travel the world for years at a time. How do they do it? or a better question would be: How can I do it?!

Let's pretend that I had the time and money to go for a year and get travel out of my system. Would it be irresponsible and selfish? And would it ever really get out of my system, or is this an incurable problem?

questions, questions....

I've tried settling for the past 2 years and it's not workin. It reminds me of another Steinbeck quote from Travels with Charley:

"When I was very young and the urge to be someplace else was on me, I was assured by mature people that maturity would cure this itch. When years described me as mature, the remedy prescribed was middle age. In middle age I was assured that greater age would calm my fever and now that I am fifty-eight perhaps senility will do the job. Nothing has worked."

Dang it.

Rodney Smith...

...is my new favorite photographer.

SO cool.

Hello again blog world!

I feel Like it's been forever since I've even thought about blogging. I guess it really hasn't been that long though, but it has been kind of long. The reason? I was in a bad mood for all four non-blogging days and I was trying my best not to share my bad mood with others. I don't think I was very successful but at least I tried right? I think that every morning I got more grouchy than the last, I'm not sure why, but now I feel like a more pleasant person today and therefore I am here with you today!

So anyways, my little head has developed an obsession. Have you seen the quilts at Anthropologie? They are amazing, I can't stop thinking about them! I want one! Trouble is that I'm saving all the monies I can for school and so I can't really justify buying one when I already have a perfectly good bedspread. What I can justify is making a quilt similar to one at Anthro. Why can I justify it you ask? Well... because I would be learning valuable skills that would be useful my whole life, and it would satisfy my slightly un-natural need to always be working on a project or changing my bedroom in some way (which, I'm proud to say, I haven't done for a while despite all the sleepless nights thinking about a new paint job for my room).

OK. so now that we've all agreed that making a quilt seems like the most natural thing in the world for me to do, we have three other problems to address:

1) I don't know how to make a quilt.

But I don't see that as a huge problem, I'll figure that out as I go. (hopefully)

2) Where to get cute fabric?

Any suggestions from anyone? I think I'm going to look at fabric tonight.

3) What should the quilt look like?

Here are some examples of the ones I like...

So what do you think? Which one should I make (if any)? Let me know...