it looks deep enough from here, i'm diving
gutta catch up:
wednsday: andrea picked me up. at night saw a lot of people, some made me happy, some creeped me out.
thursday: went to thanksgiving game because am "alumni." saw even more people, some made me happy, most made not want to be there. will i go back next year? probably.
food was good. no beth which was nice. am still somewhat non existent, but that's ok. so i fell asleep. and when everyone left we stuffed onto the porch and watched movies like old times.
i like movies. sometimes maybe too much.
friday: heard some sad news and paid my respects to a beautiful person. hung out with maeve.
saw a gorgeous animal.
saturday: more respects. hung out with maeve and ladies again, shopping, movies, etc. whale rider and steam rollers.
failed to see cindy's band once again, so i watched lot of movies.
sunday: church stuff, helped my ma with the advent workshop. returned to RA IN HA and we ate at friendlys. we both got the crispy chicken salad and i cried for reasons unknown. i think she's understanding more now though.
all i want to do is sleep. morning, afternoon, and night. and watch movies and listen to music and make art, but not all can be done at once. i can't figure out what i want to watch, listen to, or make.
my hair is boring.
i want to go to new hampshire. it's like a bubble, a snowglobe minus the snow. a wall of mountains, rolling on forever, all around. no one can see in past them, and it doesn't matter what's beyond them. a background of waves crashing. on the end of the dock. wind plays with my hair and kisses my face. there's nothing to see or think about. sunsets and storms.
i want to see the world in gold and grey, and rainbow.
dear maeve,
my condolences, prayers, and pink light go out to you and yours. i was told once that when someone passes not to mourn their death, but celebrate their life, and it made a lot of sense. i love you and i'm here for you.
<3
wednsday: andrea picked me up. at night saw a lot of people, some made me happy, some creeped me out.
thursday: went to thanksgiving game because am "alumni." saw even more people, some made me happy, most made not want to be there. will i go back next year? probably.
food was good. no beth which was nice. am still somewhat non existent, but that's ok. so i fell asleep. and when everyone left we stuffed onto the porch and watched movies like old times.
i like movies. sometimes maybe too much.
friday: heard some sad news and paid my respects to a beautiful person. hung out with maeve.
saw a gorgeous animal.
saturday: more respects. hung out with maeve and ladies again, shopping, movies, etc. whale rider and steam rollers.
failed to see cindy's band once again, so i watched lot of movies.
sunday: church stuff, helped my ma with the advent workshop. returned to RA IN HA and we ate at friendlys. we both got the crispy chicken salad and i cried for reasons unknown. i think she's understanding more now though.
all i want to do is sleep. morning, afternoon, and night. and watch movies and listen to music and make art, but not all can be done at once. i can't figure out what i want to watch, listen to, or make.
my hair is boring.
i want to go to new hampshire. it's like a bubble, a snowglobe minus the snow. a wall of mountains, rolling on forever, all around. no one can see in past them, and it doesn't matter what's beyond them. a background of waves crashing. on the end of the dock. wind plays with my hair and kisses my face. there's nothing to see or think about. sunsets and storms.
i want to see the world in gold and grey, and rainbow.
dear maeve,
my condolences, prayers, and pink light go out to you and yours. i was told once that when someone passes not to mourn their death, but celebrate their life, and it made a lot of sense. i love you and i'm here for you.
<3