Day 38 : All Love-Ingrid Michaelson

I have been told that it is generally advisable to keep one's feet planted firmly on the ground--to find direction and purpose in all that one does. I have also been told that sensibility is a trait to be admired, and that a life; decorous and refined, ought to be prized as truly capital. I have come to find that this cannot possibly be true for everyone, least of all for me. No, I'm afraid that I must instead take a cue from the avant-garde pioneers of society and history's remarkable and sincerely excellent 'wild-women' by living a singular albeit somewhat strange life. It is not often easy to practice decorum when experimenting with the unprecedented. Am I right? I think I am. And it cannot be helped from time to time, when what is deemed proper or right so often contradicts what I think seems reasonable. So, in short, I will continue, as it pleases me, to do exactly what I like whether or not I ought to by any practical standards.

Song of the Day: All Love by Ingrid Michaelson

"Your mother died to save you. If there is one thing Voldemort cannot understand, it is love." APWBD