By kristazwart

I'm a California girl who wears her heart on her sleeve and always has her head in the clouds. I currently live in the Netherlands and am attending university at a small honors liberal arts college in the south. I have an artist's soul, a corny sense of humor, and a ravenous mind that hunts down the meaning of life everywhere I go. I love traveling, learning, questioning, experiencing, and am an anthropology and political science major who loves to write and make up stories about the absurdity of the world we live in. Like reading my posts? Please follow!

Blue skies despite stormy weather

One on one time. Lights. Trees. Sunrises. Hot tea and warm scarves. Laughter and conversation. Silence. Thunder Cake. Birds chirping. Being known. Breathing in, letting it go, and hanging on tight. I have a thing for the unindustrialized, the unstructured, the whimsical, and everything outside the lines. This week’s events were filled with hypnotic glittering circles…

Mad as a hatter

“Imagination is the only weapon in the war against reality” – Lewis Carroll There are many things we forget. Secretly, or rather not so secretly, I’ve always wanted my life to be like a fairy tale, and was raised on a steady diet of Disney princesses and classic bedtime stories from Narnia to Hey Diddle Diddle. I used to dress up and enact Beauty and the Beast with Belle, I know all of the words to Robin Hood, and when I was 14, I fell in love with Romeo and Juliet and had to recite Juliet’s balcony scene in front of my entire English class. How wonderful…

The Importance of Being Earnest

“Be yourself, everyone else is already taken” – Oscar Wilde Half of my heart, Three of me, Two of you What do I do? Running in, running from, running out Can’t find the route Written up, written down Written on the walls Silver doors, glass falls Pick at the scabs, lick the wounds Shoveling under,…

Riddles, Layers, and Shoelaces

“We’re going to be here a while, she’s the person that has to untie her shoes before putting them on and tying them again” -J.E. In just a few days, half of the world will be grapefruit pink and champagne, with a light muskiness in the air. On the other side, the one shrouded in…

I’ve been in the ashes, singing from the garden

It started as a deep lilac. Tired, relaxed, content, and yearning all at once. I was going home. The 24 hour journey that I had become accustomed to would finally end, and end for a long period of time. I was here to stay. No more switching between houses, countries, or continents. Breathe. As the…