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Serenity Snow for My Birthday

My birthday was officially on February 10th. I turned 25-years-old, which is still hard to comprehend. I often feel 17 in mind, so being seven years older than that realistically---well, that's something that seems altogether unrealistic.
As my birthday fell on a Monday this year, I chose to celebrate my birthday with my dear friends on the Saturday before.
My choice was to go to downtown Seattle and eat at one of my favorite restaurants: Mexican Cantina and Veracruz, which is located in beautiful Pacific Place. As I normally commute everywhere via bus, for my birthday instead, I chose to hire an Uber town-car. After all, I desired to arrive in style.
As we crossed I5 going southbound, we made notice to how soft the rain appeared, only to realize that it was snowing. It was a soft, wet snow that melted just before landing on the windshield.
To many people here in the Pacific Northwest, snow delivers stress. To me, on the other hand, it gives me peace. I love the downy appearance o…

Rest Now: It's okay. You're Not in a Race

Rest ...now?! Who seriously has time for that

Before jumping into the topic, I want to give a brief intro to this new blog. I've decided to finally cave into creating a separate blog for my Bellezza di Vita posts...blogs that I used to write for my Simply Bellezza site that I didn't feel quite fit there. These posts are special to me as they are memories of my daily life made through pictures and anecdotes, and are also reminders to always seek the beauty of life.
It's not always easy though. Today, for example, I feel burnt out. Seriously exhausted with my life. I've got a lot going on that I don't really make mention of since I don't like to complain. It struck me after feeling irritable all day that life can truly stink at times. Missing the bus, for example--that can ruin my entire schedule. Having six hours of sleep due to crazy work and social schedules with a mix of homework: that can create exhausting 18-hour days. Eating the wrong food: I'm payi…