i lay in my bed now looking around thinking how much i'll miss this room if i really do leave. i mean i am leaving. i know i am. it's funny, the only place i've really bonded with in the house is my room. it's been the place i've been allowed to be me without judgement. the art that fills the walls are honest expressions of a heart that's not afraid to live in an imperfect person. yep, i will miss this room. but i'm excited about what's next. new walls. new people. new streets.
so i think my cough has moved to the slightly painful/pretty damn annoying stage. usually i don't get through colds this fast so it's a good thing, probably almost rid of my system.
so last night i went to see the aviator with friends. we went out to dinner afterwards and i looked around and noticed something. one married couple. two engaged couples. one seriously dating couple. THIS IS MY PROBLEM. i love these guys, and it was fun to hang out with them. in other circumstances i probably wouldn't have even noticed it was the case. i just got a raw realization of something M. has been telling me for years. i AM bridget jones.
tonight there is a like summer concert at the quiet storm. should be sweet.
i have a lot of other thoughts but somehow i feel they won't coherently find themselves to the page so for now, that'll be all.
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Ok, Ms. Flanagan. I thought we were friends...and here you have this wonderful blog and have been keeping if from me. What's up with that???? Luckily I stumbled upon it via filosofiayflores.
I've been thinking about you lately - and you are in my prayers. I promise once this crazy semester is over (which is soon) we will work out you coming for some respite in C-ville. You'll love this place - you may even decide to stay. :o)
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