Okay so you know how Taylor Swift thinks that she is surrounded by the number 13 (and if you didn't, you're welcome, now you do)? Well, that is exactly how I feel, except about different things. And it may not be that I am haunted by these things, but they are definitely reoccurring words that are borderline becoming stalkerish. Every time I turn around I swear someone is talking about them.
Wanderlust. First thought, Alice and Wonderland mixed with Candyland and a dash of Katy Perry's wardrobe. Straight psych ward. After googling the word, I now know that it means strong desire to travel as well as a one-of-a-kind festival bringing together the world's leading yoga teachers, top musical acts and DJs, renowned speakers, top chefs and winemakers, and much, much more -- all in a setting of breathtaking natural beauty. Sounds a lot like Narnia.
Brunch. What exactly is a "brunch"? It's not lunch. It's not breakfast. It's not Taco Bell. It must be a lazy guy's way to not miss out on breakfast when you realize it is lunch time. Which is why I'm baffled by this because that never happens to me. If I wake up at 10am you best believe that I will be eating breakfast before I leave the house to go eat lunch at 11. I will for no reason miss a meal. No way, no how. Oh, how I love food.
Macaroons. They are everywhere. All over Food Network, Instagram, blogs, you name it. It extremely saddens to say that I have never tasted one. I've had several dreams that I ate one and woke up extremely saddened to know that it was indeed just a dream. In my head, I imagine them to taste a lot like if an Oreo and Creamsicle got married and had a baby. Heaven in a bite. Don't worry, I'm on a quest and I definitely see macaroons in my near future. And if you have some at your house and you want me to come over and eat them for you, I'm okay with that, too.
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