Saturday, May 31, 2014

Treasure hunting

I absolutely love mugs, especially ones that have rare colors, and odd shapes—ones that have character.
There is just something about mugs that brings me back to family, and warmth.
They remind me of friendship and sitting around with a group of lovely people who are laughing (kind of like those Coca-Cola commercials).
They remind me of sitting one on one with someone you love at a coffee shop leaned in having an intimate conversation.
They remind me of love.


 






This is why I take my time exploring through the cup section at thrift stores and antique shops.
Because somewhere behind that dirty abandoned mug, is a story of family, friendship, and passionate love.

Love is a kind of like searching for a perfect mug; when you find someone who reminds you of all those things. You pick em'. 

Even if you have to dig through a bunch of dirty mugs to find that feeling.

Keep looking.


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