I don’t want to live through the internet. I don’t want to use up the beautiful moments of my life scrolling through my facebook page. I don’t want to endlessly post on tumblr. I want to live….I want to feel the crunch of real gravel under my feet. I want to smell autumn leaves. I want to physically play in the ocean, get buried in the sand, hold your hand….not just read about it on a blog post. I want to go for a drive, tell you I love you, see things with my own eyes. I want to taste. touch. smell. hear. play. laugh. frown. kiss. hold. hug. I want to be there, really there, for every experience life has to offer me. I don’t want to waste living whimsically, freely, fully. I don’t want to just blog about life, I don’t want to just read blogs about life, I want to actually live life. For ever second I waste online, I miss a chance to explore, love, romance, walk, run, skip, hurt, see. Nothing is worth passing those moments by. Nothing. This fabricated online life will never surpass the magical emotion that the true world has to offer. The offer to wake up from my slumber, from my computer screen, and see the rising dawn of a sunrise. Reality
Hey, friend! I'm Chelsie!
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