
It’s now just 13 days till I turn 26…eek!
How did I get to the point in my life where I’m closer to 30 than my teen years?!
Eh, I guess leaving behind those awkward teenage years isn’t so bad…
Hey, y’all! A few months back, I wrote a quick post here about a book I really enjoyed reading.
Happiness is putting my journalism degree to use 😉
Spread kindness and cheer, xo
Jackie
There are few things I love more than curling up with a good book. One of my goals in life is to have my very own adorable home library — like this lovely one I just found on Google.
One day. Anyways, I figured I’d share with y’all what I’m reading each Wednesday. I’m making it a thing. Last night I read this book (see below) in its entirety. It’s crazy weird and funny and such a page-turner, I can’t help but recommend it. Buy it, love it and let me know what you think.
Spread kindness and cheer, xo
Jackie
Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Who’s the loveliest of them all?
It’s you! It’s you! It’s you!
Don’t you dare feel so blue,
A like, a follow – none are true,
For they are digital and you are you.
A human. Being. Breathing. Living and
made of stars.
While a computer screen is but a jar.
Of lies, cries,
trolls in disguise.
Ditch the trends, they never end, they’ll swallow you whole.
But I like-
I want-
I need-
No, stop.
You have control.
We need to love and laugh and learn a lot,
for we’re fragile and prone to rot.
So break away from screens too bright,
for they are nature’s growing plight.
Have you lately seen the sky?
The expanse of nature,
far and wide?
Don’t take for granted what’s enchanted,
embrace the here and now.
For tweets on Twitter
cannot deliver
the sing songs of a sparrow.
Curse the cursor which gives a voice,
to those who think they have the choice
to bully, mock and spew their hate
behind a window made by Gates.
Donate your time and get offline,
beauty is not a pixel.
Read a book, ride a bike,
just don’t do it for the like.
Smile for what’s real, not the appeal
of what it may look like to others.
For the filtered veil will one day fall,
And then, my dear,
what? What will you have at all?