Brittany Nicole.
Atlanta, Georgia.

Avid reader and writer. Passionate violinist. Elephant lover. Television enthusiast. Constant daydreamer. Fan of spontaneity .


Be patient.
Respond to every call that excites your spirit.
Ignore those that make you fearful
and sad, that degrade you
back toward disease and death.

-Rumi

 

I’m hungover. I need a Coke. I want to make it to Taco Bell for an A.M Crunchwrap. I have homework due at 12 PM and need to get to the library. Of course my car decides that it doesn’t want to start this morning. Of all mornings!

Ben is going to fix it. Everyone (meaning myself) remain calm.

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Seestah brought me a coconut elephant piggy bank from the Bahamas!

Seestah brought me a coconut elephant piggy bank from the Bahamas!

I rode MARTA today. I haven’t ridden a train in years. I was excited.

I rode MARTA today. I haven’t ridden a train in years. I was excited.

Sadly, the best photo we took today features my unfortunate blinking eyelid situation. We had a blast at the Dogwood Festival regardless.

Sadly, the best photo we took today features my unfortunate blinking eyelid situation. We had a blast at the Dogwood Festival regardless.

Someone can’t decide if he wants to chew on his monkey or his bone.

Someone can’t decide if he wants to chew on his monkey or his bone.

mid-laugh bar selfies. @jingle_hiemer @asphodellie

mid-laugh bar selfies. @jingle_hiemer @asphodellie

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Tired Pony || Get On The Road

The fire, the wine, the bed and you: in this crimson light I find the truth. And truth is like a punch or two. It hits you hard it knocks you through.

So I get on the road and ride to you.

Kiss like a fight that neither wins. One tender payment for our sins. You are the drug that I can’t quit. Your perfect chaos is a perfect fit.

So I get on the road and ride to you.

From broken farm to broken farm, the engine noise like an alarm. It breathes a thunder in my soul, begins this race through the Dustbowl.

So I get on the road and ride to you

The wheel it settles in my hands, this is the measure of the man. I point the car at north at you; my route has scarred the country through.

Crate training is stressing me out. On the brain all the time.

don’t feel guilty don’t feel guilty don’t feel guilty

Of course Field of Dreams is on TCM.

You should be scared. I could ruin you.