My best friend in the whole wide world just moved practically a light year away. I don't think it's quite set in how crummy this is going to feel. In response, I decided to make this the best winter of all time, which is a huge change from OHGODHOWWILLIMAKEITTHOURGHANOTHERWINTER.
So we will see how it goes.
Searching for Revelation, she is the last unicorn.
But mostly she just wants to become a better person.
Tuesday, August 20, 2013
Friday, August 02, 2013
Monday, July 29, 2013
The Dog Had One Blue Eye
I'm getting older.
EDIT:
This is a draft blog entry from April 18, 2010. I wonder what I was thinking about almost four years ago?
EDIT:
This is a draft blog entry from April 18, 2010. I wonder what I was thinking about almost four years ago?
I am the river, not the dam.
Everything is such a flurry here these days. The time has flown so quickly I didn't take time to really consider what my life will be like with three of my besties disappearing from my daily life. Work change, life change, social change. It's all a little overwhelming. Good, I believe. I'm allowing myself to flow freely with the rivers of change, for once, instead of incessant resistance.
Cautiously optimistic.
Cautiously optimistic.
Friday, July 26, 2013
Will get back to reality shortly ...
I need to get on a normal sleep schedule. Ha ha. Graduated life is too good.
Friday, July 19, 2013
Wednesday, July 17, 2013
Thursday, July 11, 2013
Sunday, July 07, 2013
That Electric Motion
I said sayonara sucka! Another check off the list, and I'm just beside myself with relief.
Thursday, June 27, 2013
Cause = Time
When I got home my roommate was on the couch passed out watching a silent movie. Soft piano plinked in the background. I was left alone to ponder the facts. There was something lacking and so it would always be. I wanted so badly to just sit next to him on a couch. Wrap around him in sleep. Bridge the lonely gap that had sprung up between us. There was nothing to be done. So I went into my room and collapsed into a pile of tears thinking that if we were seasons he was winter and I was spring.
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