I have.

Oh, not personally of course. Not physically, but deep inside my mind, I have.

It's a place called imagination.

I am floating away / lost in a silent ballet (On the Wing)

One time, I was babysitting a dear three-year-old whom my family has known since birth. She was wearing an owl shirt, and so I asked her,

"Have you ever been to Owl City?"


She said yes. She said it was the place where all the owls hang out. It was located in her room, and it was dark. Someplace magical.

Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere. (Vanilla Twilight)

I figured out that I could go there, too.


My friends and I have bonded over Owl City. My friend Pip pre-ordered me All Things Bright and Beautiful. I've shared with my blog friends his song that reminds me my hope is in Christ alone. My friend Bri and I are going to write a story about being in a strawberry avalanche (and going in a cold hot air balloon with Matthew Thiessen). Even Ashley and I have a book character based off of Adam Young. And this weekend, I had a conversation with two dear friends that consisted entirely of Owl City song titles. It made my night.

It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep. (Fireflies)

Guys, meet Malkah @ Snow After Fire & Sweeet (aka Christina) @ Broken Love - two awesome people from the NarniaWeb forums whom I've had the privilege of getting to know (and you should definitely follow them). A simple conversation in which we plotted our group story turned into, well.. this. I hope you enjoy. (And by the way, an alias of mine is Mountie, short for MountainFireflower. :p)



And I really think he should sell those spacesuits in his online store. (So does Georgie. It was her idea. Adam Young, are you reading this?)



Also, Owl City fans, click here. And even if you aren't, do it. Because it's shocking and cool all at the same time.

Thank you for putting up with this fangurlie-ish™ post. Regular posting shall resume soonish.