Dear teacups

Chances are, you’re not going to be alone forever.

Start spending more time with you. Laugh at your own jokes. Luxuriate in solitary silence. Walk. Read. Pamper yourself. Be as filthy and disgusting as you please. Learn the comfort of your own embrace. It’s a cliché but it’s true—you will love better once you’ve fallen in love with you. Sleep sprawled on the bed. Snore. When you wake up make eggs and bacon and eat them in bed on your own. Find things—big and small—that you love doing and do them everyday.

Focus on your job. Find a hobby. Do whatever the hell you want. Because when that day comes—the secret day you hold onto in the hidden recesses of your guts—you will have to compromise. You will have to think of someone else whenever you make a decision. You will have to share your bacon, and maybe they wont like it crispy besides, and you’ll have to adapt. You will have to sleep wedged between someone’s limbs. It wont be better and it wont be worse; it will be different, and you’ll have to learn to love it too.

thedailywhat:

Life-Altering Picnic Table of the Day: Bring the outdoors inside with The picNYC Table from Haiko Cornelissen Architecten.
“Suddenly, spilling water becomes a necessity instead of a problem and wine glasses need coasters not to prevent ring stains but to avoid tumbling,” say the table’s designers.
The vegetation is very much alive, meaning the table requires constant care, but the reward is invaluable: All the picnic with none of the f*cking ants.
[architizer / thd.]

thedailywhat:

Life-Altering Picnic Table of the Day: Bring the outdoors inside with The picNYC Table from Haiko Cornelissen Architecten.

“Suddenly, spilling water becomes a necessity instead of a problem and wine glasses need coasters not to prevent ring stains but to avoid tumbling,” say the table’s designers.

The vegetation is very much alive, meaning the table requires constant care, but the reward is invaluable: All the picnic with none of the f*cking ants.

[architizer / thd.]

(Source: thedailywhat)