we are no longer enchanted

I've always thought I've had good style. You may disagree, but I think that's a talent I've been given; I can see what looks good together in different ways. I always thought I was good at being that girl who wore something out of the ordinary.

 

But I'm sure that if you have eyes, you've seen that what's been considered unique for as long as I can remember, is no longer. It is now mainstream- it's what every one's wearing.

 

 

When I was little, everything held such mystery to me. I was excited to know of the dark part of history, to experience things no one had, and most importantly, to be someone no one else was. But then I grew up and realized that life wasn't as exciting as I had anticipated. Style is just one small way I've began to notice this.

 

 

I wonder if that's because I've grown up in such a generic generation, or if no one was as different as I had originally thought?

 

 

We've been taught that everyone is different, but guess what?

We aren't.

We are all so afraid to be something special because we all aim for the worlds approval- even if we tell ourselves that's not what we do.

 

But truth be told, I think

 we've lost the ability to be enchanting.

 

How?

 

We are surrounded by things that make it so easy to be like everyone else:

Twitter- we adopt typing trends, we talk about the same things, we all file into the same categories.

Facebook- we all have the habit of complaining about the same things, on every side of a problem.

Pinterest- how easy is it to repin an outfit you liked that another girl repinned & so on and so forth.

 

I blame these things for taking away our individuality.

How sad is it that we are no longer enchanting humans with amazing imaginations and gigantic dreams? We don't aspire to be princesses or doctors anymore, we don't play house with our friends and make up pretend boyfriends. We don't scare ourselves silly over a game we made up purely in our heads.

 

 

How sad that we are no longer enchanting.

 

 

 

think about deep things. it improves intellect.

tradition and thoughts

Almost every Sunday night, I have a Skype session with one of my very best friends. And almost every time we talk, I have an 'ah ha!' moment- he just seems to know what to say, even when I'm not necessarily looking for the right words. He just says things that hit me in just the right spot at just the right moment.
Tonight we discussed what we discuss every time we speak, without fail: our missions. He finishes the last part of his papers this week, and then he's got his last interview, and then they're off! His call will be coming a whole lot sooner than any of  us are prepared for. Especially me.
I was thinking about missions in Sacrament meeting, as I always do, and as our 1st Counselor read a letter from our stake presidency regarding the mission age change, it hit me; my friends are leaving. The boys I've looked up to so much over the years are leaving. And when they leave, yeah, I won't have much time myself, but I won't have anyone to talk to. Oh, I will miss them so terribly. But then I won't, because they are doing the best thing any person could do for their lives, and I am so PROUD of them. I love them like my brothers, which I never had, so they basically are.
We also discussed a subject that's been on my mind more than ever. That's all I'll say, but again, he knew what to say. He's so on point about things that he gets me to cry. Or maybe he just lets me talk and that's what gets me going... That's probably what it is. No one lets me talk about those silly and serious things; I'm glad he does.

This one's for you, for your happiness, your future, and your incredible decision. I'm lucky and blessed to know you.

Swerve.

Yesterday was our last drill competition ever. wow. I made it? Really? It's almost over? What a relief! I'm grateful that we had our little get away- it was a really insightful night. I came to know that my thoughts and insecurities really aren't that different from those around me. And it was such a relief. Maybe there's really not as much wrong with me and I initially thought. Phew.

So gratified for my tender mercies. Let's get through this together.
He's in it if I am.