besubversive | (no subject)

You know how your day or your week takes on a theme sometimes? Like you hear a word that you haven't heard used for years, and you hear it twice or three times in the span of a couple of days? Or an object just keeps popping up in all sorts of situations? My recent theme is hydrangeas. I see them everywhere lately. The significance? I'm not sure, but I CAN say that they're the flowers I want around when I get married; I've been decided on it for a long while. The pale green ones, when only the outer half of the petals are starting to turn light purple or blue. Their frequency in my life of late remains an undecoded coincidence, but that's alright. I like when things happen that hint vaguely at larger themes. I don't believe that Everything Happens For A Reason, but I am truly convinced that The Universe Is Playful.