At approximately 11 AM tomorrow morning I will be flying down the I-5,
stereo blasting "Saltbreakers" by Laura Viers--on my way to pick up Kait.

This is going to be a good 6 days.

I will breeze through my exams, presentations, and puppet shows.
Before I know it I'll be in California again, flying down the polar end of the I-5 with Tia.

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"Maybe I'm right, maybe I'm wrong
Loving you dear like I do.
If it's a crime, then I'm guilty.
Guilty of loving you."

With its crackling, record-player quality, it has been the perfect accompaniment to this place.
This whole weekend I've spent tucked away in this corner of my house, 
Mugs of coffee sitting on the dresser, journals and books strewn ( Read more... )

 
There is officially a plane ticket to Romania with my name on it.

Return TBA

:)

Memorial Day weekend. That gives me enough time to sell my belongings for tickets. 
Anyway, a girl can dream.

You guys, I can't even believe the lineup!

http://www.sasquatchfestival.com/

Music line-up includes Jane’s Addiction (feat. all four original members), Kings of Leon, Nine Inch ( Read more... )

"Do you know that I'm good?"

(pause)

"Yes, Lord. You're good."

And I carried that with me this week. Face-to-face conversations with God that make you awe at Him. He is so good, He is still good. It's simple, but I don't know. It's comfort.

It's snowing outside, and I'm sitting on my bed with a giant cup of coffee watching the tiny bits of snow stick to the neighbors' roof.
Fascinating.
This calls for at least an hour more of being unproductive.

I spend weekend nights memorizing names of countries and capitals like Bandar Seri Begawan, Brunei Darussalam and Kingstown, Saint Vincent and the Grenadines, leafing through pages of maps and studying them intently only to find that the ones with the longest names are miniscule islands ( Read more... )

I've been immersing myself in literature lately. Flaubert. Coelho. Irving. Whitman. Bauby. Their words have kept my mind turning lately, especially with regards to my current state. Even so, as a longtime member of "the club", I think I can speak as an expert on this topic. Here I go ( Read more... )

I woke up today and thought of two things,

1. The earth is still the Lord's. (Psalm 24)
2. God's hands orchestrate beauty. Mine create chaos.

I missed the Seine today.
We sat by the canal, soaking in the sunbeams, watching the sailboats pass.
Lunchtime we were spreading "Fleur d'Aubris" on our bread,
talking about the "strange weather we're having"
(not that a sunny day is not welcome in January).
And then the pear. Oh the pear.
There will never be another like it.


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