I thought I'd take a minute and catch y'all up, seeing how I've been so great at keeping up with crap.
School is better than I expected, really. I expected to come back and really not want to be here. Well, in a way I don't, but seeing some of my friends again is so nice.
I feel somewhat burnt on ensembles and it's only Wednesday. This is a very, very bad sign. That and Opera really hasn't even started yet. I just hope and pray that I'll make it through this year. I just need to keep plugging along, I suppose.
My voice lesson today rocked. I really forget what it's like to hear yourself sing correctly. It makes me quite excited about performing again, something I rarely, if ever, get to do. For this I'm excited.
As the days draw closer to my boyfriend leaving, the sadder I seem to be. Granted, I feel bad because of the lack of sleep I've caused him, but still. It's just so hard to know that he's not going to be close enough for me to see regularly. *sigh*
I'm somewhat annoyed at the fact that I have to audition for orchestra and choir again. Damn protocol. Gah. If you go into these audtions knowing full well that you'll be section leader, what is the point? (Dr. St. Pierre has already told me that I'll be tenor section leader... granted its not that kind of audition) What are they going to do, tell me I can't lead myself, as far as cello is concerned? lol. It's just humorous.
I've been toying with the idea of going up and studying with Ryan in SLC a couple of times a month, as well as studying with Tracie. I just kind of think it'd be a really good thing for me. The issue is times and stuff like that. I just have to clear such things with my professors. *sigh* That'll be the hard part. That and I don't know Ryan's schedule. I'll have to talk to Tracie about it, I suppose. She knows best.
The new accompanist paperwork is the biggest pain. oy. That and my annoyance with the accompanists as it is makes life sad. But, what can you do? Whine and complain? I do that often enough as it is, sadly enough.
I need to get more sleep. It's not such a good thing to be this tired. I'll have to work on that.
Dreams can be so beautiful.
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
twitterpation
Cutest picture EVER! I even like myself in it. Go figure.
Oh yeah, that's my boyfriend. I <3 him
He got me these flowers. This picture doesn't give them justice though. They're absolutely breathtaking. He's so sweet.
Wow, I'm a nerd But, wow.
School starts on Monday. I'm not very excited, really. I will like learning about the new classes and things, but school is so much more than that. It also means that I won't get to see my baby in a week or so though.... because his contract at Tuachan is over. I'm borderline devistated about it, but we'll make it work. <3
I am supposed to have been memorizing my pieces for my voice recital this fall. Have I attempted it? No. I haven't practiced officially all summer. It's really, really bad. Oh well. I guess I'll have a lot to catch up on.
My computer isn't working right, so I have to return it. It's the TV analog Card. Oh well. As long I get one that works. ^_^
I don't have anything really to say at the moment. Had some hardship with my mom, but she's calmed down.
Life is good.
Monday, August 21, 2006
I'm amused about how many pictures of my cello and me are on the suu music website. Granted, there are only a couple, but one is like a banner, so it's in a lot of places. I'm just special, I suppose.
Tonight has been an... interesting one for me. I have had a relatively good night, but an event kind of led it into a spiral. It's interesting that in such a state, I immediately wanted to hang out with Jessica. I'm curious whether that is because I haven't really had similar feelings since Loyola or it's because Jessica is sypethetic without letting me dwell on it. I <3 her so. Man, I miss Naruto milkshake Thursdays. Jessica + Maggy + Jen + Naruto= FREAKING AWESOME!
I have had so many deep and immense thoughts tonight, but I don't feel like sharing them. That's definately a sign I don't feel quite like myself. huh.
purple is the new purple. The end.
Tonight has been an... interesting one for me. I have had a relatively good night, but an event kind of led it into a spiral. It's interesting that in such a state, I immediately wanted to hang out with Jessica. I'm curious whether that is because I haven't really had similar feelings since Loyola or it's because Jessica is sypethetic without letting me dwell on it. I <3 her so. Man, I miss Naruto milkshake Thursdays. Jessica + Maggy + Jen + Naruto= FREAKING AWESOME!
I have had so many deep and immense thoughts tonight, but I don't feel like sharing them. That's definately a sign I don't feel quite like myself. huh.
purple is the new purple. The end.
Monday, August 14, 2006
reflection
I apologize if this is a sensitive/uncomfortable subject. I still feel like exploring it here nonetheless.
About a week ago, a friend mentioned his penis. I didn’t physically react, although I was quite surprised. How could someone be so comfortable with this word? After thinking for a while, I have to think that the reason I’m so unnerved by that word is because of my own background with it.
When I was growing up my family referred to it as a “pee-pee”. I doubt they thought much of it, but I feel like that made the word penis seem like something we shouldn’t say. Of course, hearing it referred to as “dick” or “cock” is even worse. That and even pee-pee was used only when they had to It’s definitely not something that I would say today, mostly because of how childish it seems. I don’t like that word either.
Growing up in a Mormon environment was a confusing thing for me as well. My parents never told me about masturbation until I asked them about it. For me, that was after I had experienced it. Also, I didn’t feel like I could talk to my Dad about it at all, so I always talked to my mother about it. That experience itself wouldn’t have been bad if I hadn’t felt like I was fighting to control this bad thing. These urges were unnatural and wrong, much like their view on homosexuality. It was always the bane of my existence. No one ever took the time to explain to me that there is a positive side to having a penis. Seeing how I haven’t referred to it by name until now, I’m just realizing how childish it is and how my misconceptions were wrong.
Due to recent events, I now feel like it is a positive thing. It’s a very personal part of anyone, and I relate it somewhat to a soul. How often do two people really connect on as deep of a level as the soul? It’s so precious, intimate, and beautiful when it happens. I believe that is held true to genitalia. When you are close enough to be able to touch in such a way, it is just a deeper way of connecting.
The penis is made of the same cellular material as everything else in the body. It’s what it is capable of doing and what it can represent that truly defines the beauty of it.
I don’t understand how people can have open relationships, so I suppose that is why I am unable to equate it into such an idea. Does it make connections less of a spiritual thing and more of just bodily lust? Probably, but I am unable to really fathom it, so, for myself, such a thing goes unanswered. I think I prefer it that way.
I just hope that the negative connotations that I’ve experienced when the word penis is said will change. I doubt they will, but at least it’s helped me to realize just how special and intricate I find it to be.
It is interesting how one positive experience can change years of nearly hating everything to do with it.
About a week ago, a friend mentioned his penis. I didn’t physically react, although I was quite surprised. How could someone be so comfortable with this word? After thinking for a while, I have to think that the reason I’m so unnerved by that word is because of my own background with it.
When I was growing up my family referred to it as a “pee-pee”. I doubt they thought much of it, but I feel like that made the word penis seem like something we shouldn’t say. Of course, hearing it referred to as “dick” or “cock” is even worse. That and even pee-pee was used only when they had to It’s definitely not something that I would say today, mostly because of how childish it seems. I don’t like that word either.
Growing up in a Mormon environment was a confusing thing for me as well. My parents never told me about masturbation until I asked them about it. For me, that was after I had experienced it. Also, I didn’t feel like I could talk to my Dad about it at all, so I always talked to my mother about it. That experience itself wouldn’t have been bad if I hadn’t felt like I was fighting to control this bad thing. These urges were unnatural and wrong, much like their view on homosexuality. It was always the bane of my existence. No one ever took the time to explain to me that there is a positive side to having a penis. Seeing how I haven’t referred to it by name until now, I’m just realizing how childish it is and how my misconceptions were wrong.
Due to recent events, I now feel like it is a positive thing. It’s a very personal part of anyone, and I relate it somewhat to a soul. How often do two people really connect on as deep of a level as the soul? It’s so precious, intimate, and beautiful when it happens. I believe that is held true to genitalia. When you are close enough to be able to touch in such a way, it is just a deeper way of connecting.
The penis is made of the same cellular material as everything else in the body. It’s what it is capable of doing and what it can represent that truly defines the beauty of it.
I don’t understand how people can have open relationships, so I suppose that is why I am unable to equate it into such an idea. Does it make connections less of a spiritual thing and more of just bodily lust? Probably, but I am unable to really fathom it, so, for myself, such a thing goes unanswered. I think I prefer it that way.
I just hope that the negative connotations that I’ve experienced when the word penis is said will change. I doubt they will, but at least it’s helped me to realize just how special and intricate I find it to be.
It is interesting how one positive experience can change years of nearly hating everything to do with it.
Tuesday, August 08, 2006
I can't believe how happy I am lately. It's so surreal. I love it so much.
I've officially been kissed. Not just that, but by an amazing guy, that I care about a lot. Many people have told me that their first kiss was disapointing or that they wished they had waited because it was a fluke or some other reason. Not me. I, honestly, can never see myself saying that. The circumstances that led up to it are to intricate and to magical to ever be sad about it. It's taught me a lot. I hope, beyond anything, that this relationship will continue and thrive. I hope that we are able to grow and become better people because of each other. I hope that any distance between us will be nothing more than trivial.
However, if this relationship does fall apart for any reason, it has been a beneficial and beautiful event in my life. This person has helped me to logically think and analyze about myself more clearly. He's opened up the idea that maybe I can have a relationship in this life, and it can be so extremely powerful and poinent. He's shown me feelings I didn't know existed. The amount of peace, joy, and connectedness that I have been subjected to is mindblowingly surreal. How is it that I made a post in livejournal about how I was going to go out and find my dreams and love, and not sit idle, then this happens? There is just so many connections. It was meant to happen. That is my only conclusion.
I was searching my computer for a song tonight, and I ran into a couple of Jessica Simpson songs. I've been listening to one on repeat for about two hours. I love it when an artist's idea resonates within myself. It's ethereal. I really understand what they were trying to say, and I appriciate it so much. That and singing it is such a joy due to the fact it's just beautiful and in such a good range for my voice. Because I adore lyrics, I'm going to post them below.
You set my soul at ease
Chased darkness out of view
Left your desperate spell on me
Say you feel it too
I know you do
I've got so much more to give
This can't die, I yearn to live
Pour yourself all over me
And I'll cherish every drop
here on my knees
I wanna love you forever
And this is all I'm asking of you
10,000 lifetimes together
Is that so much for you to do
Cuz from the moment that I saw your face
and felt the fire of your sweet embrace
I swear I knewI wanna love you forever
My mind fails to understand
What my heart tells me to do
And I'd give up all I have just to be with you
And that would do
I've always been taught to win
And I never thought I'd fail
Be at the mercy of a man,
I've never been
Now I only want to be right where you are
In my life I've learned that heaven never waits
Let's take this now before it's gonelike yesterday
Cuz when I'm with you there's nowhere else
That I would ever wanna be no
I'm breathing for the next second I can feel you
Loving me
How is it that every line, word, and thought connect with me so deeply. I feel like my words are being drawn out of my soul and connected with a powerful melody, with an even more magnifying accompanying force? To feel the emancipation of the outside vibrations hit my skin with the vibrations of my soul from the inside, working it's way out is utterly indescribable. It paralyzes me. I don't dare move. I don't want it to go. It's a soft, spiral gust of wind that caresses my cheek and ruffles my hair.
I feel it when we touch.
My spirit, heart, and soul are engulfed liquid flame purity. I'm never alone.
I've officially been kissed. Not just that, but by an amazing guy, that I care about a lot. Many people have told me that their first kiss was disapointing or that they wished they had waited because it was a fluke or some other reason. Not me. I, honestly, can never see myself saying that. The circumstances that led up to it are to intricate and to magical to ever be sad about it. It's taught me a lot. I hope, beyond anything, that this relationship will continue and thrive. I hope that we are able to grow and become better people because of each other. I hope that any distance between us will be nothing more than trivial.
However, if this relationship does fall apart for any reason, it has been a beneficial and beautiful event in my life. This person has helped me to logically think and analyze about myself more clearly. He's opened up the idea that maybe I can have a relationship in this life, and it can be so extremely powerful and poinent. He's shown me feelings I didn't know existed. The amount of peace, joy, and connectedness that I have been subjected to is mindblowingly surreal. How is it that I made a post in livejournal about how I was going to go out and find my dreams and love, and not sit idle, then this happens? There is just so many connections. It was meant to happen. That is my only conclusion.
I was searching my computer for a song tonight, and I ran into a couple of Jessica Simpson songs. I've been listening to one on repeat for about two hours. I love it when an artist's idea resonates within myself. It's ethereal. I really understand what they were trying to say, and I appriciate it so much. That and singing it is such a joy due to the fact it's just beautiful and in such a good range for my voice. Because I adore lyrics, I'm going to post them below.
You set my soul at ease
Chased darkness out of view
Left your desperate spell on me
Say you feel it too
I know you do
I've got so much more to give
This can't die, I yearn to live
Pour yourself all over me
And I'll cherish every drop
here on my knees
I wanna love you forever
And this is all I'm asking of you
10,000 lifetimes together
Is that so much for you to do
Cuz from the moment that I saw your face
and felt the fire of your sweet embrace
I swear I knewI wanna love you forever
My mind fails to understand
What my heart tells me to do
And I'd give up all I have just to be with you
And that would do
I've always been taught to win
And I never thought I'd fail
Be at the mercy of a man,
I've never been
Now I only want to be right where you are
In my life I've learned that heaven never waits
Let's take this now before it's gonelike yesterday
Cuz when I'm with you there's nowhere else
That I would ever wanna be no
I'm breathing for the next second I can feel you
Loving me
How is it that every line, word, and thought connect with me so deeply. I feel like my words are being drawn out of my soul and connected with a powerful melody, with an even more magnifying accompanying force? To feel the emancipation of the outside vibrations hit my skin with the vibrations of my soul from the inside, working it's way out is utterly indescribable. It paralyzes me. I don't dare move. I don't want it to go. It's a soft, spiral gust of wind that caresses my cheek and ruffles my hair.
I feel it when we touch.
My spirit, heart, and soul are engulfed liquid flame purity. I'm never alone.
Sunday, August 06, 2006
amusingness
Lately, my life feels rich and fulfilled, despite all of my insecurities and shortcomings. It’s quite nice. There are also things I need to face up to. I just hope that I’ll be able to.
I saw Hannah on Thursday night. It’s been about two years since she’s been married. Time just flies! She looked really good and very happy. They’re moving to a small town by Reno, Nevada, because he got a job as a PE teacher. It’s kind of surreal to know that it’s been two years since I’ve been in contact with her. The email address that I used to keep in contact with her expired right as she got married, so I haven’t known anything. I ran into her at her sister’s wedding reception. Hazel looked just beautiful! It was quite funny though, because both Hazel and her mom had to make sure that I went over to talk to Hannah. What an awesome family.
Our conversation consisted of talking about gay people she’s met (apparently, she’s met 3 more gay men named Matt), friends in high school, the gay population at BYU, and how even though she doesn’t and can’t agree with the eternal side of being gay, she still wants to know what’s happening, who is in my life, and love them unconditionally because I do. I love people like that. They’re more concerned with my feelings as a person than any other judgment. It’s the people like her that gives the Mormon Church the amount of good press it gets. I’m also glad that she’s not stuck with her issues that she’s had since high school, like the mutilation, bad relationships, and depression. Needless to say, we had the same therapist in high school. I’m not surprised she didn’t improve with him. I can be so cynical at times.
There is a passage in the book I’m reading that reminds me so much of high-school and how much the girls and I ridiculed Ben. I got it occasionally too, but it was mostly him. The whole “boys are clueless” thing. I thought I’d share the passage because it made me giggle so. It’s from Street Magic by Tamora Pierce <3 (It’s the second book in the second series- The Circle Opens)
Rosethorn smiled crookedly. “I admit, I did also think you might take that attitude.”
“So I guess I was the last to know,” Briar grumbled.
“Of course you are. You’re a man, aren’t you?” Rosethorn asked evilly, ladling lamb and rice pilaf onto the plates. Evvy giggled, and Briar rested his head on his hands.
Not only am I doomed, but they’re going to laugh at me while doom happens, he thought, contentedly morose. Why ever did I leave Summersea?
There is so much joy and contentment in the little things. I love it.
I’ve been thinking about e-mailing Ben. I kind of doubt I’ll do it, but I would like to know what he’s up to, since the girls I normally talk to don’t have contact with him. Granted, he’ll probably ask me about church and homosexuality, and I’ll get lectured at, at the least. Decisions, decisions. We’ll see, I suppose.
Man, I only have 47 pages left in my book, but I’m trying to wait. It’s not working, but my last summer course ends on the 8th. It’s an internet course and suffice it to say, I’m horribly behind. I’ve just had too many nice distractions. ^_^
I’m probably going to Vegas next weekend, if Candace is there and wants to house me. If not, I’ll still probably go down and see if I can stay at my Aunt’s house. I want to see Candy, Jessica, and Robin before school gets in the normal swing of things. Robin is my cello teacher from high school, by the way. Candace and Jessica are my best friends from Loyola University New Orleans. I’m trying to be thorough. We’ll see if it’s working when I get people asking me about stuff. Oh, and school shopping. They'll be plenty of that too.
Tracie, you’ll be happy to know that I’m excited about you being the new cello professor all of a sudden. Don’t know why, just am. We’ll have a fun year, regardless of all the drama we’ll have to put up with. We music majors are great at drama. My choir award for last year? Yeah… it was “The drama, drama, drama in the music building award.” Oh how amusing. I did know all the latest drama/gossip though. Don’t know how that worked, but it did. I guess it’s from being in the voice and string programs and being close to the choir and woodwinds teacher. I’m interested to see the new dynamics of the program at SUU.
I get amused at the smallest things lately. ^_^
I saw Hannah on Thursday night. It’s been about two years since she’s been married. Time just flies! She looked really good and very happy. They’re moving to a small town by Reno, Nevada, because he got a job as a PE teacher. It’s kind of surreal to know that it’s been two years since I’ve been in contact with her. The email address that I used to keep in contact with her expired right as she got married, so I haven’t known anything. I ran into her at her sister’s wedding reception. Hazel looked just beautiful! It was quite funny though, because both Hazel and her mom had to make sure that I went over to talk to Hannah. What an awesome family.
Our conversation consisted of talking about gay people she’s met (apparently, she’s met 3 more gay men named Matt), friends in high school, the gay population at BYU, and how even though she doesn’t and can’t agree with the eternal side of being gay, she still wants to know what’s happening, who is in my life, and love them unconditionally because I do. I love people like that. They’re more concerned with my feelings as a person than any other judgment. It’s the people like her that gives the Mormon Church the amount of good press it gets. I’m also glad that she’s not stuck with her issues that she’s had since high school, like the mutilation, bad relationships, and depression. Needless to say, we had the same therapist in high school. I’m not surprised she didn’t improve with him. I can be so cynical at times.
There is a passage in the book I’m reading that reminds me so much of high-school and how much the girls and I ridiculed Ben. I got it occasionally too, but it was mostly him. The whole “boys are clueless” thing. I thought I’d share the passage because it made me giggle so. It’s from Street Magic by Tamora Pierce <3 (It’s the second book in the second series- The Circle Opens)
Rosethorn smiled crookedly. “I admit, I did also think you might take that attitude.”
“So I guess I was the last to know,” Briar grumbled.
“Of course you are. You’re a man, aren’t you?” Rosethorn asked evilly, ladling lamb and rice pilaf onto the plates. Evvy giggled, and Briar rested his head on his hands.
Not only am I doomed, but they’re going to laugh at me while doom happens, he thought, contentedly morose. Why ever did I leave Summersea?
There is so much joy and contentment in the little things. I love it.
I’ve been thinking about e-mailing Ben. I kind of doubt I’ll do it, but I would like to know what he’s up to, since the girls I normally talk to don’t have contact with him. Granted, he’ll probably ask me about church and homosexuality, and I’ll get lectured at, at the least. Decisions, decisions. We’ll see, I suppose.
Man, I only have 47 pages left in my book, but I’m trying to wait. It’s not working, but my last summer course ends on the 8th. It’s an internet course and suffice it to say, I’m horribly behind. I’ve just had too many nice distractions. ^_^
I’m probably going to Vegas next weekend, if Candace is there and wants to house me. If not, I’ll still probably go down and see if I can stay at my Aunt’s house. I want to see Candy, Jessica, and Robin before school gets in the normal swing of things. Robin is my cello teacher from high school, by the way. Candace and Jessica are my best friends from Loyola University New Orleans. I’m trying to be thorough. We’ll see if it’s working when I get people asking me about stuff. Oh, and school shopping. They'll be plenty of that too.
Tracie, you’ll be happy to know that I’m excited about you being the new cello professor all of a sudden. Don’t know why, just am. We’ll have a fun year, regardless of all the drama we’ll have to put up with. We music majors are great at drama. My choir award for last year? Yeah… it was “The drama, drama, drama in the music building award.” Oh how amusing. I did know all the latest drama/gossip though. Don’t know how that worked, but it did. I guess it’s from being in the voice and string programs and being close to the choir and woodwinds teacher. I’m interested to see the new dynamics of the program at SUU.
I get amused at the smallest things lately. ^_^
Saturday, August 05, 2006
gay, mormon, marriage
I was recently sent an article from my friend Rachel regarding being gay, mormon, and being married. No, Rachel, I'm not mad at you. I would feel like a complete hypocrite if I just got angry because someone suggested something to me. Plus, reading and thinking is always a great way to think and evaluate how one views the world.
link to the article- http://www.sltrib.com/ci_4136232
I have thought about this a lot when I was younger. You know, like in high school. I don't think it would ever work for me. I couldn't honestly live like that. I decided that I would rather be a lonely old man than married to a woman whom I didn't have feelings with. My feelings haven't changed. I've already gone through a relationship where the girl has had feelings for me, and it's confusing and painful at moments. I couldn't do that to myself or to someone I love. I would feel like I was living a lie.
I do understand why someone would suggest this option though. I thank you for your concern. ^_^
Recently, I've been able to explore feelings with an amazing guy, and because of this, I know what is right for me. It's hard to explain, but I feel such peace and balance around him. I so grateful for being able to feel this, even for a short time.
I've also been figuring things out about myself through this experience. I've been under the impression that I was going to be single for such a long time, that I didn't care about my health and appearance. Sad, I know. This is why I've gained such weight since high school. Well, for the past week I haven't been able to eat anything, and I think I've dug through the layers. I'm pretty sure I want to be more attractive, which would explain why I've had such the issue eating. Well, yesterday I got so frustrated with myself that I got on my treadmill and just ran. I swear I've never been that sweaty in my entire life. No joke. Anyway, I feel like I've been able to move past it because I've been able to eat since then. I'm still making sure that I don't eat too much and continue to be active. I only wish I would have been more ready physically for meeting some one, even though it doesn't seem to matter to him.
My mom is so cute lately. She's been asking where I've been going, so I've been telling her. I've been doing stuff with said guy a lot lately(and loving it!). Anyway, I mentioned to her yesterday that we don't have to discuss it if she doesn't want to, and her response was that she wanted to. She wanted to get to know the guy and to like him. It makes me feel like she truly understands me and she wants me to be happy. Thinking about this makes me realize just how much I love tears of joy. I don't recall ever having them until now.
I feel like I couldn't write a coherent, logical idea tonight if I wanted to. Thankfully, I do have my emotional side to fall back on for times like these. I often wonder if I rely on it to much though. More to think about, I suppose.
link to the article- http://www.sltrib.com/ci_4136232
I have thought about this a lot when I was younger. You know, like in high school. I don't think it would ever work for me. I couldn't honestly live like that. I decided that I would rather be a lonely old man than married to a woman whom I didn't have feelings with. My feelings haven't changed. I've already gone through a relationship where the girl has had feelings for me, and it's confusing and painful at moments. I couldn't do that to myself or to someone I love. I would feel like I was living a lie.
I do understand why someone would suggest this option though. I thank you for your concern. ^_^
Recently, I've been able to explore feelings with an amazing guy, and because of this, I know what is right for me. It's hard to explain, but I feel such peace and balance around him. I so grateful for being able to feel this, even for a short time.
I've also been figuring things out about myself through this experience. I've been under the impression that I was going to be single for such a long time, that I didn't care about my health and appearance. Sad, I know. This is why I've gained such weight since high school. Well, for the past week I haven't been able to eat anything, and I think I've dug through the layers. I'm pretty sure I want to be more attractive, which would explain why I've had such the issue eating. Well, yesterday I got so frustrated with myself that I got on my treadmill and just ran. I swear I've never been that sweaty in my entire life. No joke. Anyway, I feel like I've been able to move past it because I've been able to eat since then. I'm still making sure that I don't eat too much and continue to be active. I only wish I would have been more ready physically for meeting some one, even though it doesn't seem to matter to him.
My mom is so cute lately. She's been asking where I've been going, so I've been telling her. I've been doing stuff with said guy a lot lately(and loving it!). Anyway, I mentioned to her yesterday that we don't have to discuss it if she doesn't want to, and her response was that she wanted to. She wanted to get to know the guy and to like him. It makes me feel like she truly understands me and she wants me to be happy. Thinking about this makes me realize just how much I love tears of joy. I don't recall ever having them until now.
I feel like I couldn't write a coherent, logical idea tonight if I wanted to. Thankfully, I do have my emotional side to fall back on for times like these. I often wonder if I rely on it to much though. More to think about, I suppose.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
