Orange Books and Orange Fruits

I hate the color orange. It makes me puke. But I found 3 really cool orange things that made me pretty happy the past few days. As with every bad day/week, my solution is to keep my mind away from the things that make me sad and do things that make me happy such as binge watching, binge reading, and binge sleeping.

This week's solution was binge reading.

P is also for Puppies

No, this is not my pug. Just putting that out there before anything else.

For those who've been here for a while, you guys will know how much I prefer dogs over cats. And how much I wanted one. But every time I pitch the idea to my parents, something always comes up; we don't have enough space, I'm not responsible enough, my mom hates the smell, I'm way too young, and the list goes on.

But on my 17th birthday, my dad got me a pup.

P is for Poetry and Phil Kaye

In the words of the great Edgar Allan Poe, "I would define, in brief, the poetry of words as the rhythmical creation of beauty."

I may have mentioned it a few times before, but poems never appealed to me as a way to express myself. I've never expounded on that, fearing that a mob of poets might come after me at night and write poems with my blood (okay, too much). But today, I want to expound on that and also share my surprisingly growing love.