twenty4. seattle. medium tall. thinker, dreamer. writing & photography hobbyist. believes in heaven and the living God. can be found on beaches, museums, playgrounds, malls, markets,... but mostly at home. expert bargain hunter, excellent secret-keeper, movie fanatic, tv show addict, & food devourer. sometimes a bad friend, but a good listener. iced vanilla lattes. frank lloyd wright. dr seuss. serious sweet-tooth: cotton candy & haribo-anything. big city girl stuck in a small city world. always wants to make sense of the things that don't make sense. flawed to the core but she is loved. the 1 corinthians 13 kind of love.
The word awkward looks awkward.
I like awkward moments. Those silences created when you meet someone new and suddenly the conversation breaks and you KNOW the other person doesn’t know what to say and you don’t really know what to say either… but you’re thinking really hard about something meaningful to say to break the silence and the other person knows you’re thinking hard.
I like that.
I also like it when someone says something PI (Politically Incorrect) and you know people want to laugh but they know they shouldn’t. I laugh.
I like it when someone cracks a joke and the only person laughing is that person. Or when someone farts because they’re laughing so hard. Or when someone snorts when laughing at the person who farted. Or when someone spills something on their pants and it looks like they peed.
I just drink up those moments and cherish them because that’s how we know we are only human.
NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY
