Grape Popsicles

I have a fear of moving forward and losing who I used to be. I'm afraid of love because I'm afraid of loss.

I use the word "friend" loosely because I like connecting with people.

I am attracted to music and people who are genuine.

I like to memorize popular rap songs, but prefer boy meets guitar. Girl listens on the grass.

The other day I introduced my old life to my new life and it wasn't scary.

I am a better version of who I used to be.

Beyonce just told CNN to "continue to work hard and not give up on my dreams....with hard work and a goal, love and positivity we'll be fine." There ya have it. Thank you B!

LOVE LOVE LOVE,

Krystal Dey

P.S.

That Moment!

Routines and the Fearless Damn Cat

I've been thinking about life and love of the little things lately. We are people that are controlled by the conversation of how much gas costs and yet we still drive our little robot cars to Costco and fill up. We continue to do the same thing over and over and over because we need to survive or if we're lucky because we like to do it and it helps us survive.

I want this bike so I can stop blogging about gas prices:

Sometimes we forget how important the little things in our daily routines are because our lives are...routine. And then one day they're gone and we realize that the little Damn Cat "DC" that greeted you at the door made your night a little better. And when she made you angry because she wanted food and you had to walk back outside in the cold to feed her, you were just being ridiculous. But hey, at least you were feeling. And that feeling is a lot better than the emptiness you feel now when she isn't there to greet you.

Love Love Love,

Krystal Dey

P.S. Life is good, but don't make it routine. My new goal is to switch it up so I can appreciate the little things a little better.

P.S.S. RIP DC love you forever!

My Eyes are Dry and Music is Not

My eyes are dry. I should probably go to bed, but it's summer and only 10:40 pm. In order for me not to stamp the letters LAME sauce across my head I'll write a blog. OOPS still LAME!

Music is my one true love. If you love me and you never know what to get me for my birthday or for random acts of kindness I will accept music of all kinds and Amazon and or iTunes gift cards. Please, thank you, love you.

When I hear that perfect song I can literally visualize a movie montage or credits rolling up. I love it! Every time I hear a song on that is super bass while I'm driving I could drive for hours. It makes me want to go on a road trip to anywhere. Lets go, I'm ready.

I love playlists and I make one for every event. I make them for waking up, sleeping, working out, running 5k's, various vacations, months, holidays, birthday's, you name it and I've named it.

Love Love Love,

Krystal Dey

P.S. I'm going to Africa in July. I think I'll call my July playlist "African Safari", "Time for Giraffe's" or "Desert Love and Cameras"

P.S.S LOVE LOVE LOVE YOU MUCH!

Good Things Happen

Hello,

First off I would like to apologize for lying. I lied like I did when I was 4-years old shopping at Holly's in Salina. I stuffed tootsie rolls in my pocket without paying. My mom asked me if I had stolen the tootsie rolls that were in my pocket and I told her no. She knew the truth, she always did, and made me shamefully pull them out of my pocket and put them back on the shelf. I'm not telling you this because I am confessing my sins, but rather to tell you I have a fibbing problem.

In my last post which I made months ago I told you, the readers, that I would blog once a week. Try once every other week. The good news is I've been too busy for social media because of the overload of homework from the professors and the bad news is I've been too busy for social media because of the homework overload from the professors.

As you can tell from the title, "Good Things Happen". I mean this. Good things happen. I look at my life a year ago and it has completely changed. I made it a goal to do service and live life to the fullest. Finals are over, I have a new leadership position, I am spending the summer working with my best friends, and this summer I get to travel the world doing the two things I love to do, make movies and doing service.

Life is blissful. I write this not to brag to you about myself, but to let you know that I am grateful for my life and for these once in a lifetime opportunities I have been given. Hopefully, those of you who are reading this have helped shape this life I live. Thank you!

Love Love Love,

Krystal

P.S. Here's to the future.

P.S.S. I am working on my fibbing problem

Music....It's Simple

When I was a teenager I loved the top 20. I was extra cool and knew every song on the top 20 countdown, including the artist. I wasn't a huge fan of country music. I blame that on the small town I grew up in because the only station we could get was country music and I had this weird thing about myself that no one else could like what I liked. When I started growing up I realized ummmm....it's called "top 20" for a reason...you're town may not know it, but the rest of the world does.

Finally, I started listening to country music. I could relate to it. It lyrics weren't about getting laid or getting effing wasted. Let's just say I had a country phase.

Now I am a 20-something year old and I don't have a favorite genre. I poke my head in and if I like what I hear I am a fan, if not I push next. I love indie music. There is something organic and real about the artists, especially singer/songwriter.

The soundtrack of my life is loaded with songs that have meaning, songs that make me dance, and songs that remind me of something beautiful from my past. The other day I added another song to my soundtrack. This time it was a song that had meaning. It was a song that isolated me from the rest of the world. I felt like this one song knew everything I was going through. It did what I was too afraid to do. It said what I was too afraid to say. I found the song “Out of Reach” sung by Mathew Perryman Jones.

Is “Out of Reach” on your personal soundtrack? If not, what is? Comment below.

Love always,

Krystal Dey

P.S. My album of the week is....Adele "21"

The Comfort Zone

I have been reading a lot of other blogs lately and I have decided that it's time for my blog to have a little makeover. I want express myself more artistically as a blogger. I guess that means I will be adding pictures, writing more, and telling you about the little things I enjoy in life.

I found this quote from another blog that I really love.



I am leaving my "comfort" blog behind and I am making the change. I am making the blog I dream about. What am I saying? I don't have a "dream" blog.

But I do have dreams. And I am sick and tired of saying, "One day I will...play the guitar, write a 120 minute movie, run a marathon." The time is now. I look at those list of things, which are all actually things I want to do, and I think maybe I don't do those things because I am scared. I am scared to leave my comfort zone.

So, today leave your comfort zone. Try something you've always wanted to do or something that scares you. It could be something small like signing up to audition for a play, or talking to that boy in your class, or giving your blog a makeover!

Love Love Love,
Krystal

P.S. Welcome back!