Oh tire problems. I cannot go a week without an issue lately. I think someone if purposefully popping my tires.
Put things in my ask box or something while I sit here for an hour (YAY).
Going out to nice places is hard because everyone expects you to shave your legs and wash your hair.
I’m laying on the floor crying because this past academic year has been the best year of my life and it ends tomorrow.
Everything is going to change this summer. I’m overwhelmed and crying.
God I’m scared of what’s ahead. But my hope is in the unseen. Because its not hope if its seen or known. God rest my heart.
Best friend leaves for the other side of the country in five days. For an entire year. Happysad tears. Many emotions. I can’t even.
I like to order my coffee alone but drink it with someone and talk about things.
I will pick out a movie without anyone else’s opinion, but love to have someone to watch it with.
And it’s nice to lounge around with a few others, each with our own choice of book, reading for hours.
That’s the kind of person I am.
I want to read more books.
I want to dread my hair.
I want to talk to strangers.
I want to tattoo my skin.
I want to write something meaningful.
I want to stir up a room full of people.
I want to learn to swim.
I want to stop making lists of things I want to do, and actually go and do something.
The sun and the water and the memories do not care what the shape or size of your body is. Get out there and embrace the season.
If you like the northwest woods, enjoy hiking, river explorations, horticulture, wildlife, and all other things outdoors, lets be friends.
I’m serious. Like actual friends who do fun outdoors type things together.
Unless you’re planning on murdering me in the woods, then no. Better not.
Today I was reminded of who I was two years ago and reflected on how thankful I am for the work God has so graciously done in me.
And then I bought new jeans from the gap.
And then I ate ice cream/sorbet with my seriously cute sister.
And then I left a silly note for my best friend on the hood of his car.
And now, Arrested Development.