mental image: becca laying on her livingroom table with a bag of frozen potstickers on her head....after her concussion from a few hours before.....and all her roommates laughing at her....
i'm not finding enough things to keep me busy, or keep my attention lately. i always want to be on the go, not giving myself time alone with my thoughts. And the smell of gypsy lavender and jasmine follow me around wherever i go... it's like a whole new world again.
As happens sometimes, a moment settled...and hovered, and remained for much more than a moment.....and sounds stopped, and movements stopped, for much much more than a moment...and then, the moment was gone.
a rose is a rose is a rose..... so i've decided that women can be very manipulative....and boys can be so confusing....can't anyone just be strait-forward? *sigh*
everyone goes through these times in their life where they question what they believed in. where will i go when it's all over? what comes next? am i making a mistake? what is truely right for any of us, and do we ever get over a broken heart, or that first love? maybe we carry it with us everything from the past, like love that will always be there
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sitting here in physics taking about who actually defines truth. its strange to be going to a physics class that is more like philosophy or science and culture. the relationship between humans to nature...the connection between science and religion...change...can we function with a strictly empirical understanding of nature?