Nikki Savitri

a dog groomer from Philadelphia addicted to dreaming and making the most of her life journey
my next purchase for my cheeseball Squier Strat

my next purchase for my cheeseball Squier Strat

Taken with instagram

Taken with instagram

i will be grateful for this day by vol25 on Etsy

1 year ago -

New Jorb

So I’m in my third week grooming at Doggie Style - yes, you read that right - and so far I’m in between liking it okay and wondering if I made the right career choice.

in the meantime, I’m spending a lot of my free time searching for an apartment in West Philly as well as with my guitars. they seem to make life a little more meaningful.

Frisbee @ Clark Park & Dinner with Great Friends :)

tonight was the first time i’ve hung out with old friends since coming back home to Philly. not much to say except i had a ton of fun (esp. since my team in ultimate fris won!), and i feel so much happier that i’ve come home :) i love my friends and i’m so happy to be back.

i love you, Philadelphia :)

Clark Park Philadelphia

kaleighpowell:

NatGeo photo I found

kaleighpowell:

NatGeo photo I found

(Source: opalneap)

Couch to 5K (C25K), Take One

Perseverance

1. steady persistence in a course of action, a purpose, a state, etc., especially in spite of difficulties, obstacles, or discouragement.

My first attempt at C25K wasn’t 100% successful.

As directed by the audio trainer in the app, who apparently hails from Australia, i warmed up with a 5 minute walk - this is exactly the time it took me to leave home and arrive at the walking/running trail nearby. i was then informed that i would be walking for a minute and 30 seconds, followed by a one minute run. this would be the pattern i’d repeat 8 times. seemed simple enough.

So i’m on the trail doing my thing but after the 5th one-minute run the noonday humidity, the fact that i hadn’t eaten anything beforehand, and my grossly atrophied lungs got the best of me. i painfully walked the rest of the way back home, ignoring the gastrointestinal ache that had me pretty convinced i’d need to safely hurl neath the shelter of one of the trusty trail trees. despite their vast availability, i ended up not needing their services. i made it home fine.

I learned a lot today. Eat before working out, stay well hydrated, and don’t go out at noon. Got it. I’ll certainly be trying again. Things are always hardest at the beginning. I can’t wait to be able to run 5K. Can you imagine? I mean after today? Looking back on this post is going to be inspiring.

me. to a t. (ISFP)

this description of the ISFP personality is so me. I’ve read this before, just felt like posting it.

1 year ago - 3 -
I can trace your pretty words
on a silver string
I keep deep inside my heart
with all your pretty things
but it’s time to let it go now
on the shores of hope and stay
it’s almost ten years gone
and I have to sail away
open hands, open heart
lifted up to the stars
all of me, all of me
given away, given away
memories that sweetly sing
in my heart are echoing
the beauty of your broken soul
and make me long for days before
but it’s time to let them go now
on the shores of hope and stay
it’s almost ten years gone
and I have to sail away
open hands, open heart
lifted up to the stars
all of me, all of me
given away, given away
fighting with the pleading hope
that begs me to hold on
I let it drown in seas of peace
with other loves gone wrong
I can’t be free until I loose
the chains of memory
and the fantasy that never lived
beyond the depths of me
open hands, open heart
lifted up to the stars
all of me, all of me
given away, given away
all of me, all of me
given away, given away

I can trace your pretty words

on a silver string

I keep deep inside my heart

with all your pretty things

but it’s time to let it go now

on the shores of hope and stay

it’s almost ten years gone

and I have to sail away

open hands, open heart

lifted up to the stars

all of me, all of me

given away, given away

memories that sweetly sing

in my heart are echoing

the beauty of your broken soul

and make me long for days before

but it’s time to let them go now

on the shores of hope and stay

it’s almost ten years gone

and I have to sail away

open hands, open heart

lifted up to the stars

all of me, all of me

given away, given away

fighting with the pleading hope

that begs me to hold on

I let it drown in seas of peace

with other loves gone wrong

I can’t be free until I loose

the chains of memory

and the fantasy that never lived

beyond the depths of me

open hands, open heart

lifted up to the stars

all of me, all of me

given away, given away

all of me, all of me

given away, given away

love.

love.