Beauty.

I find it interesting that everyone has a different definition of beauty. I think beauty is art, music, nature, friends, colored hair and fashion, poetry and books, space, the ocean, mythology, digital cameras, food, cottages, crafts, collections, animals, and so much more. 

but some people view beauty differently. 

my friend views beauty as having as much fun as you can, being bold and loud, extreme fashion, poetry, horror movies, crazy make up, music, smoking (not supported by me), hello kitty, acting childish, dating rapidly, working, tattoos, and more.

neither of us are wrong for finding beauty in these things, but we are so different. 

this winter has been so murderous. not being able to go outside or run in fields or water or smelling nature has made living so much more dull, and I am waiting and waiting for the day the snow melts. I am a flower dead until the snow melts. I need the sun in my veins and the ground beneath my feet. occasionally going in bodies of water and sand. and the need to make all forms of art while I'm in nature. this is beauty to me, the singing of the breeze and the beat of the ground. the feel of the leaves and the sight of the sky, and with my loved ones i would be happy to die, with my family, friends, and a beautiful sky.