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| I really enjoy being with my friends. I don't care where they are...Ohio, Tennessee, Georgia, California, Michigan...somehow the connection has been made and can't be broken. I love these people. My heart gets to be a part of theirs and we share life together.
It's really amazing that even after four years of living at a long distance away from my Ohio friends, we can still get together like old times. We hang out and eat food and someone's parent's house, talk, laugh, make fun of one another, and now we have a glass of wine or a smoke (bleh smoking but whatever). Now, I know not everything is like it was four years ago, each person has lived a full four years with plenty of stories to fill volumes, but our original, deep, heart connection is still there. That's what I mean when I say it can't be broken.
What's also crazy to me is how time creates a history with people and now I can say that I have history with people from Tennessee. We have a WILD history. A group of people thrown together through the common ground of a college and forging friendships through this insane time as a "young adult" when we're all just trying to figure out life. I love these people so much.
I'm glad Jesus has been a part of my life for so long...tangent.
But yeah, friends. They're the bomb.
Love you guys, thanks for impacting my life. I appreciate you. | | |
| Merry Christmas Eve day to everyone! And it is definitely appropriate to use that phrase as it is Christmas Eve day and I would daresay it is MORE appropriate to use than just plain ol' "Merry Christmas" as one of my buddies so fiercely insists. So there (no offense friend). Love you all! | | |
| Hi all. I am alive. Surprise. My life at this moment in a nutshell: last year of school, lots of jobs/internships, PFC, Jesus, 4 roommates (love), Michael (love love love), and probably some more stuff. I wish I had more art in my life...that's my own fault, but then again, isn't living an art? Aren't you glad I posed that inspiring, rhetorical question? And that one too? Well. Peace to you all. | | |
| I don't think there's anything like listening to some music and feeling it in your soul. Feeling the swell of the music as it builds and builds is something unlike anything I've felt before. It is romantic
powerful
tragic
moving
cinematic
beautiful all at the same time. I appreciate music. I appreciate my friends who play and create with it. | | |
| You know what? There's so much I want to write out. There really is. My heart is very full. It's full of good and bad things, sad and joyful things, hurting but healing things. I'm really excited about what the next few months hold, especially regarding PFC. God has been good. I've been dwelling on a lot that he is big. Really big. I'm glad that he is because that means there is a bigger plan out there that I'm a part of. Everything does not revolve around things that happen in my life and I am not the main character of the plan. There's something bigger than me inolved here. A friend sent me a letter by way of the U.S. Postal Service and it brightened my week. That's nice. I want to write letters more often. Have a splendid week. If you see Jenna Back in the next couple days give her a big sloppy kiss...this will be fun for the rest of us because she never checks xanga and won't understand all the love...or just give her a kick in the bum...but nicely. Just kidding...sort of. rw. | | |
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