somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond

any experience,your eyes have their silence:

in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,

or which i cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look easily will unclose me

though i have closed myself as fingers,

you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens

(touching skilfully,mysteriously) her first rose

or if your wish be to close me,i and

my life will shut very beautifully,suddenly,

as when the heart of this flower imagines

the snow carefully everywhere descending;

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals

the power of your intense fragility:whose texture

compels me with the colour of its countries,

rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what it is about you that closes

and opens;only something in me understands

the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)

nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands

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Happy Valentine's day, my dearest darlings. How are you? My butt hurts. Ive been sitting on the floor for quite some time now fixing today's post, drinking a rather cold energen. Ive received an exciting news today and Im so excited I can barely trust myself to shut up about it. However, I dont want to spoil anything until it's all settled. Im halfway into this February daily blogging thing. Not gonna lie, it's tiring and draining as frick. Ive been getting the least amount of sleep these past few days but Ive never been happier with myself. 

We had a guest speaker in class this morning talking about different workflows and showing us some of his work. I dont really like how easily I cry sometimes but I just got very overwhelmed, I guess? I really am happy with where I am right now. I think the contentment Ive been chasing all these years is just starting to find its way to me. The questions have been reduced and I try not to think so much. One thing's certain though: I can't see myself doing anything else.

Life's currently hectic but I think Im pretty good at staying in the present. The photo above is an outtake from my shoot yesterday. I was just smiling the whole time and, you know, being professional, screaming "sooo pretty aaahh" after every click of the shutter. Prior to that, we were very stressed because of location problems etc but Pat was right. We do have such an amazing manager. :)

Wait what am I talking about? I didnt plan for this post to be so wordy I swear I just wanted to greet you a happy valentine's day. But yeah! What I was saying, Im halfway into this February daily posting and there are so many things I being sacrificed. Im not sure how to feel about some posts but the phrase "done is better than perfect" is what has been making all these possible. My perfectionist self is shaking her head in the background but Im trying to justify my efforts and how I give my best with the time given. Always going the extra mile even if it means skipping dinner or going home late. Really surprised with myself. IT IS QUITE ADDICTING. Doing something else that's not school/org/blog related feels like wasting time now. Heck, I was hanging out the other day and I brought my laptop to work! And we filmed something as well which I am very excited to show you!

Anyway, Im going to shut up now. Cant believe how positive this post turned out despite me being in my feelings before writing this. AND WAIT, I completely forget to talk about it omg. But ya! The poem above is my favorite poem!! Ever ever ever. It's like a catchy song that's stuck in my head. I cant stop reciting it because it feels right in my tongue and it warms my stomach. Id love to tell you about my adoration for E.E Cummings but I think Im passing out any time soon. Oops. Good night, friends!