I Left my Heart in San Francisco
I was sixteen when I first laid eyes on The City, and I have loved it everyday since. The thrill, the freedom, the excitement of a big city, and the appeal of a foreign city. It was my first taste of independence.
All posts tagged: Dream
Post #68: Eurovision Solves Everything
My love for the Eurovision Song Contest goes way back. I am enamoured with their europop tunes, their obsession with white costumes and regionally biased voting. Here’s my favourite three-minute ultra-kitsch tunes for dancing around your living room.
What is the Life List?
Find out more about the Life List, and set about making your own list to help you live a conscious and empowered life.
Post #22: The Dream
Welcome to the twenty-second post of the Great Writing Challenge of 2012. Five days a week for six months, I will be given a topic to write about. The stipulation: it must be 250 words (or more), and positive in tone. If you would like to suggest topics for me to write about, please email me at TheRebeccaProject [at] gmail [dot] com. We’ve been house-sitting this weekend, there’s always such bizarre noises and odd things that happen at this house. I have had some horrible dreams, and one in particular, has been troubling me ever since. It was so vivid, so horrifying to experience. But it would be an amazing premise for a film… It all took place at the Lake Merritt station. I was waiting there with the American, and suddenly the Operations Control was patched through the loudspeakers: Attention! This is BART Operations Control. Driver of the train, could you please contact BART Operations Control. I repeat, the driver of the train, could you please contact BART Operations Control. We have lost contact …
Dream house
I’ve found my dream house. It was featured in one of issues of my beloved (and sadly, now defunct) ReadyMade a while back, and also in the Small Cool competition on Apartment Therapy. Imagine living there in winter, surrounded by fresh, white snow and naked trees…beautiful! [Source: Apartment Therapy] Where’s your dream house?
A new camera
Over the past fortnight, my family came to visit us in our little box in the sky. In that time, I only took one photo of them, and it was taken on my iPhone. But it’s just not the same as having a camera. So the time has come for me to purchase my first digital SLR. And I’m pretty excited but it’s a big commitment for a girl who is rather clumsy. Looking back on it, it’s disappointing I didn’t arrive at this conclusion earlier, in time to capture some of the fun we had in San Francisco. But what can you do? For me, I feel that rather than missing out on seeing the beauty or the wonder of a space because I’m too busy taking photos, I actually seem to appreciate things more when I have a camera in my hand. I see all the little bits and pieces that I would have otherwise overlooked, the little moments in time. And these photo trigger memories, smells, and feelings for me when I …
