Snippets of SnapDragon

Snap’s unleashed the music box.

. . .

The coffee is hot, with the atypical treat of flavored cream. I warm my hands on the ceramic mug.

Alexa sits upon her shelf, sharing a mix of musical moments: Moments that make me smile, and that remind me of the mysterious beauty of college life.

Friends. Books. Bliss.

Savoring it all.

Röyksopp, yo. A new love.*

. . .

In my worst moments I feel like a fuzzy little growth on the rotten milk jug of society.

And in my best?

I’m dancing, singing, and feeling the beat within every ounce of my 5-foot frame.

I feel like a good friend; a good daughter and sister; a good wife; a good mother; a good artist. A good teacher.

A good person.

Yes.

Because that’s really all I want. To be good.** A good cog in this sometimes cold, sometimes terrible, relentless machine of life.

. . .

I have the blessed curse of an artist’s life.

The colors; the swirls; the tingle on my lips; the dreams; the nightmares; the folded papers; the seashell sounds; the eyeliner revelations.

This world. . . is a giant coloring book.

It’s a tidy little sketchpad with textured pages.

It’s waiting for icing. It’s waiting for delightful little ribbons. For clusters of balloons and glass jars full of candies.

It’s waiting.

So what are we waiting for . . . ?

Let’s dance.

Together. I promise it will be nothing shy of extraordinary.

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SnapDragon is a writer, currently working on everything and nothing.

Follow Snippets of SnapDragon for tidbits of her strawberry-flavored journey.

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*Dude. Check it out. I stumbled upon them on an “Instrumental Chill” playlist. And now I’m obsessed.

**Yep. East of Eden. Please read this book, at least once in your life. I have so many books on my reading list, and yet I might just dive back into this one. What a gem.