Today seems dull. It’s drab outside and though impossible, it seems that silence of blah is causing me to fill my head with a cacophony of thoughts and noises, making the silence more evident. I want to do something fun, something different. Not sure what that is, and even if i were doing it, that I would feel fulfilled.
Timely qoute hit my inbox this morning from my dear aunt:
Normal day, let me be aware of the treasure you are… Let me not
pass you by in quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow. One day I
shall dig my nails into the earth, or bury my face in my pillow, or
stretch myself taut, or raise my hands to the sky and want, more than
all the world, your return.
I will bask in my normality and pray that the latter day does not come any time soon.
Here are some photos from the last two months…as I post them, I realize that this sweet life is all but boring.
celebrating family…at saltlick.
celebrating love…central market for a date night.
celebrating friendship…roommates, best friends.
celebrating youth…first time at the ocean.
celebrating suffering…new life.
celebrating wisdom OR potentially burning down the house. you choose.