We're far enough from the solstice now that light begins to come golden and sideways again. The aspens are gold. There is a feeling that sometime it may be dark. The darkness actually caught me last night; everyone was making noise out and I went to check on the pigs and the dogs and the birds. Turned out it was a whole bunch of people on ATVs ( Read more... )

So a couple weeks ago Josh was over and broke the snowblower by driving it into the fence. Instead of just breaking a shear pin the whole thing got kinda fucked. It was my new snowblower and I super enjoyed using it ( Read more... )

For the longest time there were two categories of people in the world: those I trusted and those I did not. You'll be shocked to know I took this to extremes both ways, and didn't know how to navigate the middle ground. It's been a long, slow process but I'm learning to put people in the middle now. I can place a little more trust in people I don't ( Read more... )

Today I'm thinking about how people end up in proximity to other people ( Read more... )

"Give me one good reason why I should never make a change ( Read more... )

Impossible to capture the perfect day, but they do happen. Each has a different face ( Read more... )

I can tell I'm back to my own life in part because nothing goddamn stays the same for any length of time. And you know what? I'm good with that. I wear it much better than I wore the socially-expected stasis that was supposed to be easier on me, that is for sure ( Read more... )

I am splitting my time between being in love, not being in love, and schoolwork ( Read more... )

I always feel like I come across as either manic or trite when I write about being happy. There's some tooth to angst; there are things to dissect, it's easy to say 'where else do I want to be' and 'how can I change' and 'why are things this way'. I have much more trouble doing that when I'm happy-- mostly because I have not often given myself ( Read more... )

It's only seven thirty and it's getting dark. Fall's here, and with it our lovely amazing indian summer full of clear blue skies and crisp air. Walking around outside makes me feel like I'm drugged-- I suppose if I wanted to be literary about it I'd call it intoxicating. The air is clear, less of an obstacle to vision when there's light out, and ( Read more... )