I just have to say that

mewithoutYou

are incredible, wow.

It was a Reese Roper day:

I danced to old school FIF while organizing the basement of the Pregnancy Counseling center.
Skanking and saving babies:  Noelle would be proud.

At p. 33 my highlighter is already running low.
I thought I was kidding when I said I'd read this whole book tonight.

"What is there to answer if  [He's] the only one?. . . "

I know. . .

"We have all our beliefs, but. . ."

. . . I . . .

". . . don't want our beliefs!"

God of peace, I want You.

Begin.

Just You and me, and the moon. . .

The song was good -
so I kept driving.
I slipped sunglasses over my eyes.
(To still the noisy streetlights.)
All I could see was red: glowing, darting.
Then I got lost among the mansions.
But I howled at the moon.
My wolfey senses led me home.
The song was good, though.

Priya and I are starting morning prayer/breakfast.  It will be a blessing.

Jake Maltby is pretty awesome.

6:00!  Better sleep. : )

I have had so much energy.  It's like the opposite of that semester where Patrick was like, "Every time I see you you're trying to go to sleep."  Yesterday I was up for 24 hoursm galavanting about Ann Arbor working, shopping with Sarah, going to Wes', hanging out with Senor Yitt-sock. . . . and after only a wee sleep, puppets and SPACE and stopping ( Read more... )

The leaves are starting to change.

I am feeling flippin' creative.

He gave me life.  "I did everything for you. . ."
Sufjan is very anointed.

The bridegroom: He's all I can see.

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What a bizarre but exhilirating week.

• Break-ups
• Reunions
• Boys who are a bad influence
• Treatment
• The same boys teaching me more than they even realize