my life is getting progressively February 19, 2009

less ( this was at twenty-something credits, and three labs to boot)

and less (wait. this looks like more…) … (also note the random ‘art’… yes, that is the washington monument on saturday. i was planning to see it with mark and kelly)

(ehemmm) and less…

what the?!? i didn’t cross everything out!! this is very unlike me… i find joy in crossing out my “accomplishments”…(inconsequential as they may be) such as… put card in the mailbox! (check!) and what is this!? i’m dyslexic when it comes to writing in my planner!  notice: 5:45 class gym. i mean “5:45 gym class” you will also occasionally see mixed up word orders and puncatuation… “plane ticket book” or “27 chapter do”  “1 15: !appointment ” why do i write like a cave man with dsylexia? i have no clue.

heh, heh, heh, at least i’m the only one who reads it and i know what mean i.

but i digress so back to….

and even more less…

hectic! boo-yah!! one class left before my break that is before my 13.5 months of non breaking and my obama-ized planner being filled to the edges of the pages…

then i’m backpacking the world. period the end.

oh and PS… for those of you not familiar with  Summer-inspired rhetoric such as: “period the end.” it is roughly translated…”this is truth. absolutely. ((and don’t even try to fight me on the issue because i’m serious…seriously!”

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calmer waters. February 18, 2009

life was so….

(please insert 5 synonyms for “busy”)

but now it’s seems as if it’s  not.

.

feeling minor displacement

i find  myself awkwardly still

but this time i can’t fight it

and i know it’s time to test these quiet waters

of the mundane.

.

painfully silent in my own little

rowboat

i watch the symmetrical pattern that ripples make.

that’s You.

i feel the intense heat from the sun that beats down.

that’s more of You.

((i’ll try not to shield myself too much))

.

my little rowboat gently rocks

as if tapped by Your gentle wind

.

in these new and clam waters

i listen

i

breathe You in

exhale me out

and somewhat gracefully

fall

.

to envelop myself

in this refreshing sea of You

with

me.

is the snow really truly melting?? (or… sometimes i miss the northwest)) February 11, 2009

this morning,
half awake and heavy-eyed
i pulled back my curtain

exposing

a radiant, practically luminous
cloudless ocean of
happiness.

pausing

i wondered if it was a trick
this bright welcoming sun,
was it merely 9º?

…sneaky blue sky