what a wonderful morning/early afternoon. it is warm. i am listening to the decemberists and partaking in toast and cinnamon. i feel a feeling creeping up not far behind me, but i am doing all i can to keep ahead of it. of the past few days, i think i don't mind it here at all anymore. i found this town to be nothing but refreshing this time ( Read more... )

everything seems so much more concrete in the candlelight of a pre-dawn picturesque scene ( Read more... )

If it wasn't so horrible, i would find it humorous ( Read more... )

a deep sigh- tearless- would say this is contentment but my lungs hold an aversion to deep dry inhaled expansion. blackened smoky discontent mirrors sentiment of mind and what my optimistic side would call spirit or soul. just as well walking outside forces the familiar with tearful sighs of a winter awake for far too long ( Read more... )

coffee and consequence.

oh, and sometimes the noise carries me away, the noise ( Read more... )

pushing myself up only to recognize my place near bottom ( Read more... )

there are certain times when life catches you unguarded and unashamed. when it convinces you that, indeed, it is life. you are alive, and it is marvellous. despite all contradictory influences found within yourself, peace can be found on a broader scale. in a broader sense where people remember faces and names, moments in time, where we are all ( Read more... )

at the risk of sounding entirely too sentimental and totally un-cynical....

my days are better whenever i get to see her.

i love laying with arms and legs intwined
(and waking up next to her)

it makes me smile when i think about her
(as i often do),

i love the possibilities.

just accept the flow
and ride along side.

i stayed in bed and missed two classes today. a consequence of me just not being able to get out of bed.

a quote that has been staying with me ever since it was said...

"i look at myself in the mirror and can honestly say 'i miss her'."