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[Thu 8 Jun / 12:41am] |
Set me free, leave me be.
I don't want to fall another moment into your gravity ( . )
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[Tue 12 May / 6:54pm] |
So I've been quiet, I know this. I have actually been busy, with my own things which is kind of wonderful. I think I got so wrapped up in my sister's wedding that I forgot that I had a life of my own to be living. Fancy that, huh?
I could do a stream of consciousness right now, but that would just come out a little too telling for me to out in front of all of you, so instead I'll pick very few topics.
My dog Harley has grown about fifty pounds over the last month. That's an exaggeration, but he's massive now. And he still thinks that he's a lap-dog puppy ... not so much. I have bruises all over myself of him clawing his way to make himself comfortable while he stands on my spleen.
Swine Flu. The hype seems to be over, and I seem to be pig-disease free. I know you were all worried with my absence.
The retreat. I'm excited to actually be more involved this year. I knew all of three of my co-workers last time around, I think, so now I've been around for a year. Holy crap, a year. I must really like it here. I started last April, but that first month was such a blur, now I can actually sit back and realize what a year it's been. I don't know, I think I'll be sticking around, imagine that.
You guys here at Spent have all been ... oddly well behaved. I surely hope you aren't all just planning on staging a coup or something equally bad to test just how well I can do my job and keep my hair from falling out.
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| .001 crossroads |
[Sun 8 Jun / 11:50am] |
There are very few people in life that will tell you they haven't reached some sort of a crossroad in their life. I'm talking more than a mere 'do I go to college, or loaf around my parent's house for the next twenty years?' There are some like that, sure, where there's really one option if you don't want to eventually be kicked out of your parents' house, anyway.
The biggest one to date, I will say was directly after graduating college. I'll admit I was still rather lost within myself, fighting the urge to burn down my ex boyfriend's house (not really...maybe) or just crawl under a rock and stay there for oh, I don't know, I was planning on forever.
I'll say, as a general rule, everyone needs to love on their grandparents. No matter how I may have gone against what my parents wanted here or there, I was always that perfect grandchild, hence, the check from them that sent me to Europe for a year.
The second I stepped off the plane, while incredibly tired, I felt almost immediately at ease, which I hadn't felt in months. It was like breathing was no longer this thing I had to do to keep living, but rather having a freedom like I've never felt before. I will still look back on that year as the best of my life. Experiencing new places, people, everything. It was incredible, and one I am sure I'll never get to do again.
So clearly, the moral of this story? If your crossroads ever comes to the point where travel is the other option? Go to Europe, it does wonders for the soul.
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but this morning, there's a calm I can't explain. the rock candy's melted, only diamonds now remain. by the time I recognize this moment, this moment will be gone. but I will bend the light, pretend that it somehow lingered on