in 2 days i fly to london
in 11 days sam and i fly to the amalfi coast
i am escaping for three whole weeks.
best. best.

i am so completely sick of little boys.

i’m trying to find the balance between the latent electricity (in some stolen moments, enough to cause a power surge) and the black and white lists of facts and mathematics. the distance between the fact that these words are not hidden and the pauses and silences that you cause because you want to, and because i hold my breath inside them.

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mostly i am here now.
i am saying less out loud on the internet. but still some things there.
i am still reading. you are all beautiful.

it's ben chappel's birthday today.

ezekiel 16 is about me.me.me.

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home from the freezing cold mountains where we saw snow (flakes... momentarily) and hearts and lives were changed and it filled me with quiet joy.
now unpacking and repacking at the same time. leaving in an hour for warmer weather in the north, a week with the beautiful family and some time to finally... stop.
xx