Pinning.

Something has happened. Something big.

I've received my invite to Pinterest and all attentiveness to all else in my life on this day has turned gray.

If you're not familiar with the phenomenon of Pinterest, it is a virtual board where lovers of creativity share photos or "pins" of food and crafts and photography and any thing else that could inspire.

At this enchanting site you can be captured with ideas for your non-existent home...

I've always dreamt of having a ladder and loft.

...your next vacation...

Serenity.

or a "DIY" project to fit the season...

Spending time sorting through captured moments and forming your perfect combination of all things captivating.... This is the life.

My tendency to dream cannot be denied. I wore all the princess outfits as a young girl, playing house with the neighbor kids, creating families on The Sims. I'm the best at sorting through the images of how I picture life....my life, in particular: where I'll be, what I'll be doing, who I'll be with.... and exactly just how this all will look.

Some may say I'm romanticized and naive. I've called it hope. I've called it being driven. 

Now, I'm in a bit of a pickle.... because I haven't become a lawyer like Reese Witherspoon in Legally Blonde and Billy Gilman and I are not married and I'm not sure if he's even alive.... or cute anymore. 

All those years I spent swimming in a pool and dreading moving on my feet, I never dreamed of becoming a lover of running.

And I now go to school in York, Nebraska..... That was not exactly in my radar.

Now, I'm becoming a teacher... and this is something I didn't start truly romanticizing over until the last year of my life.

I do think big dreams can come true with hard work and good timing and some other things that I'm not wise enough to understand. 

What I have grown to understand in my short life thus far is that dreams don't always come true. In fact, what we call our "dreams" can turn out to be not-so-magical, yet, what our lives hold ahead could be something better then what we can organize in the capacity of the personal files we hold in our minds. Besides, some of the most beautiful moments I've experienced are not picturesque. They stem from ugliness, hurt, and struggle, and love.... in spite of it all.

Now, there's been some internal contemplation on whether or not I should stop being such a dreamer and I've decided that my days of delighting of an unrealistic future are not over...and... Now I can catalog my visions of the future online!

Nevertheless, God may very well be laughing at my plans, and, I hope (because I'm a dreamer) that it's because there's some unexpected twists that I could not even (yes, I'll say it again..) dream.