My life would be so much cooler if I listened to Miles Davis more often.
So.
I'm at home (in northern MI). I haven't updated my livejournal in over a month because there has been nothing worth writing about.
This isn't true. I haven't updated my livejournal in over a month because I haven't made the time. Because livejournal is just a way for others to read about my life and feel as if they've been good about keeping in touch. And because I haven't kept up with my "write about something beautiful each day" plan.
Last week I spent an evening walking along railroad tracks, swimming in a river, and making an incredibly delicious stir fry, all in the company of Oren. How I will miss that poem of a man.
Tomorrow at 6 am I will be in a car with Max, driving to the Pictured Rocks to hike for 5 days. My new backpack and sleeping bag are absolutely amazing :)
In the time that I am gone, all my housemates are moving out, and new ones moving in. While I'm excited to be missing the chaos of the week, the OCD in me is sad she can't be around to control more of it.
A few days ago I sketched out a map of my life, complete with crazy arrows and circles and choices that resemble one of those old school books where you could make choices after reading each chapter. After realizing that basically the entire last year and a half of my life were a result of meeting Emily Hilliard in West Quad my freshman year, I've decided to be more open to chance.
I've also put my faith into the hands of "The Unbearable Lightness of Being." What an amazing book.
See y'all in a week. I need me some nature--I NEEDS IT, ERLENE!
I'm at home (in northern MI). I haven't updated my livejournal in over a month because there has been nothing worth writing about.
This isn't true. I haven't updated my livejournal in over a month because I haven't made the time. Because livejournal is just a way for others to read about my life and feel as if they've been good about keeping in touch. And because I haven't kept up with my "write about something beautiful each day" plan.
Last week I spent an evening walking along railroad tracks, swimming in a river, and making an incredibly delicious stir fry, all in the company of Oren. How I will miss that poem of a man.
Tomorrow at 6 am I will be in a car with Max, driving to the Pictured Rocks to hike for 5 days. My new backpack and sleeping bag are absolutely amazing :)
In the time that I am gone, all my housemates are moving out, and new ones moving in. While I'm excited to be missing the chaos of the week, the OCD in me is sad she can't be around to control more of it.
A few days ago I sketched out a map of my life, complete with crazy arrows and circles and choices that resemble one of those old school books where you could make choices after reading each chapter. After realizing that basically the entire last year and a half of my life were a result of meeting Emily Hilliard in West Quad my freshman year, I've decided to be more open to chance.
I've also put my faith into the hands of "The Unbearable Lightness of Being." What an amazing book.
See y'all in a week. I need me some nature--I NEEDS IT, ERLENE!