I went to Seattle this weekend. That place exudes a feeling. A feeling of ancient vintage home and relaxing wonder. I love the way I feel when I'm there as I soak in their way. But it's just a shell, it's just a book cover that I'm judging, it's just colors and clutter and beauty.
Do I want to live my life surrounding myself with things that give me a certain feeling? There are places that matter in this world, where I can be happy, that won't give me an immediate comfortable and attractive feeling. They're no less worthy of my love and many will in the end make me happier when I dig into them.
I, judge a book by its cover. I judge a building by its architecture, I judge food by its presentation, I judge clothes by their style, I judge by feeling.
People, have an atmosphere. The way they dress, the music they listen to, the books they read, the shows they watch. And you want to be with people that have an atmosphere that makes you comfortable and that you love, but a persons atmosphere is not what makes them worth of staying with. There is something much deeper than that. Be the atmosphere that attracts you, derive that happiness from yourself, and in others, look for something deeper that's worth staying with.
2/26/11
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