Sorry, yes, those are my feet. And yes, I did just post them on my blog for the world to see…but, I did blur them a ton.
Anyway, I blame Gabe Berman (@GabeBerman). Because of him, and his book Live Like A Fruit Fly, you have to see my feet gliding through the air because I spent Sunday afternoon in a swing at the beach.
Here’s my Sunday:
Indulge in Starbys.
Frequent an AT&T store…looking for the phone…no luck.
Take a random spontaneous road trip to the beach.
Buy/Wear a cowboy hat. I’m pretty sure it’s a prerequisite for #6.
Swing…ON the beach. (Smiling!)
Capture a ginormous pikachu on film while he’s giving the peace sign. (Rare.)
Research which mustache should be worn on a Sundays. ANSWER: The Bollywood
Dominate at air hockey. (hmm…lost all three games, despite the fact that I was wearing my lucky engagement ring and a cowboy hat)
Pose for a random picture with the happiest tin man EVER! (We’re waving. I have a cowboy hat on. He’s wearing an oil can thing-y.)
Go for a long walk.
Hold hands. (That’s my favorite part.)
Buy a book. (I’m a reader).
Spend the day without television.
Wear sunglasses. (The future’s so bright…I gotta wear shades.)
Do something to encourage someone else’s dream.
Do something about your dream. (i.e., www.redbridgeonline…yay!)
The photo journal was religiously captured on film via instagram…redbridgeonline. It makes me smile just thinking about it!
Oh, back to why…I was living like a fruit fly! Gabe’s book is about the meaning of life, as seen through the eyes of a fruit fly. I won’t spoil the ending for you. You should read the book it’s on Amazon. But, I will tell you this. A fruit fly’s life is short, so they make the most of each […]