Charlie. May. Let's go!!! :)
YOU are awesome!!! It's all you need to know.
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Day 8: Describe in detail what your “Magick Room” looks like. What colors do you see? What’s the lighting like? How big is it? Who’s welcome in…. what does it smell like. DETAILS.
My Magick Room looks like a simply and empty room. But when the creativity rings the bell, the light turnst off letting see amazing poems and drawings painted on the walls with invisible colorful ink.
It’s not a big room, but the fact that all the forniture is floating makes it seem bigger.
Usually it’s a quiet place but sometimes can be very noisy.
The smell inside my MR is weird. It’s a mixture of cinnamon, aquarelle, candles, essence of fair, fabrics…
There’s tiny lights for those moments when I need to be relaxed. I have a pile of pillows stacked in a corner of the room, but when I want to lie down and look for the stars in the ceiling, or I decide to make a pillow fight, the tidy pile of pillows disappear.
In the center of my magick room there is a large carpet ready to be fouled. Also, on one of the walls, the wider, there is a sliding glass.
There’re a lot of instruments, books, cd’s and vinils, note-books, crayons, brushes, paints, movies, a basketball hoop, board games and videogames. I have also a little fridge and a larder (always stocked with chocolate) for those days when creativity doesn’t even let you move your ass to the kitchen.
And last but not least, there’s a small room for photo developing.
Up to now, the only person who visited my Magick Room was my little brother but if you want to… I’ll be waiting for you ;)
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Day 6- Write a short story about the time you got lost.
We can get lost even in our neighborhood. The same neighborhood we could walk blindfolded.
I took my keys (ok, I also took my mobile phone :P) and I went to the promenade. There, I met some friends and we decided to go to rent a camper. Once we get it, we found a map in the glove compartment, fact that we decided to obviate.
I was the first to sit behind the wheel. Destination? -> Anywhere!!!
We took a network of roads full of beautiful landscapes. We crossed green meadows that quickly became wheat plantings with a lovely abandoned house. We stopped there and went to inspect the house as if we were curious explorers (well, we are curious explorers). The small house only had a room, a living room with an old but awesome lamp prism and a chimney. There was also a little kitchen with an empty pot on it. It feels cold but cozy. The bathroom was a small cabin located outside, on one side of the house.
We went outside (not too near the bathroom) and we lay on the grass watching how time was running behind the clouds, wondering why the house didn’t have a miserable picture or photograph on its walls and imagining how would be the people who lived there.
When the grass began to get wet we decided to take a few pictures and return to the camper. We drove 130km when, in the middle of nowhere, the gasoline said goodbye.
The sun has fallen and we must leave the promenade and go home. “Goodbye guys, till the next time we get lost into our imagination and into our adventures to fulfill” ;)
Right now I have no money enough to travel to an unknown place near or far my house and get lost there, but I can always travel free with my imagination.
:)
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Day 5: Pen and Paper: Then I felt my cheeks turn rosy pink________ (finish the story.)
Then I felt my cheeks turn rosy pink like never before. My cheeks always turn rosy pink when I laugh but this time was different.
I was totally thoughtful, immersed in my own world, when he stopped right in front of me like a statue, a statue with the most mesmerizing eyes I’ve seen. I didn’t speak. He didn’t speak. His eyes were fixed on mine and I started to get lost in them.
It felt peaceful, it felt safe. I was like floating in the space, far from the problems, far from my worries, far from my fears. I felt special for the first time in a long time. I had enough energy to conquer the world right in that moment if I had wanted. I felt free to be me.
Then I felt my cheeks turn rosy pink and automatically my frozen hands hastened to relieve flushing, what made me startle and take my eyes off his. I raised my face smiling, looking to meet a smile back. But he wasn’t there, it looks like he had vanished to the beat of my blinking.
I’m alone again, totally thoughtful, immersed in my own world…
