PHOTOGRAPHY BY ME @abovethestars
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Itβs just such a rare moment when everything lives up exactly to your expectations.
Itβs happened to me too many times this year to be comfortable.
Itβs bad enough that the Disneyland trip was amazing. Everything went according to plan every single day, everyone was in a good mood always, everyone had fun.
Then going home for Christmas and my friend gives birth the day I leave, promising sheβd have the baby out by noon (and she only missed by like half an hour, props to her).
Then I go to Portland this weekend, and of course Iβm not expecting Disneyland, but even though its pouring everyone is still in a good mood, and every restaurant had to mention how organic, grass fed, free range, their food was, cracking me up with their hand patted local tortillas.
Itβs starting to creep me out how well things are going.
Itβs like the universe is trying to lull me into a false sense of security. Like, βYeah, expect great things. Youβre life will be fantastic.β And Iβll be like βYeah, universe, I trust you! Shitβs gonna be grand!β
Then Iβll like, I dunno, get alcohol poisoning on my 21st birthday.
Photography by me: @abovethestars
Written material source: http://blogs.evergreen.edu/heffalump/too-good-to-be-true/
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