Oh my gosh.

Yup. 

So I find that I just like to be random sometimes. 

ha ha ha.

Wait. Isn't sometimes random? Of course.

Chicken. 

That says it all. And then nothing. 

The rain is great though. So nice. So nice.

Giggle. Yup. That's me. 

I do like the moon. It was probably one of my favorite pieces. 

BUT 

the all time favorite would be the lonely, pondering girl sitting on the edge. 

Blonde hair blowing in the wind. 

I'll bet she looked awesome in the rain. All soaked and drenched. 

I do wonder why she was looking at the building. 

If it were me, I'd look out. 

The star is right there I think. 

Such a nice view.

And I really wouldn't mind sitting there. In the rain too. 

So nice, so nice.

Oh Roanoke...

absence makes the heart wander. 

"If to Heaven's heights I fly 

You are still beside me,

Or in death's dark shadows lie,

You will stay close by me. 

If I flee on morning wings 

Far across the gray sea,

Even there your hand will lead,

Your right hand will guide me."

-If I Flee on Morning Wings, Fernando Ortega 

"She's only happy in the sun..."

So true, so true. 

I've been blessed

my beautiful sun 

I now sit at the window

all day long

just a ray or two

a hint of joy 

escapes the tint

I watch

but never am seen

just a glance at diamonds 

floating on water

and I'm okay

reeds twice as tall 

dip and sway 

dancing for the day 

shivers at the night

which comes so soon

too soon 

close my eyes 

to a little nap 

and back again

so soon 

too soon 

And she's right...

Seriously people. 

It's the fifth month. 

I'm expected to hate this place right now. 

I don't hate it. Hate is a very strong word ladies and toads. 

And I don't hate it. 

I just don't like it yet....totally. 

Some days...weeks...I just don't find it to be the most attractive place. 

Having distractions is nice. 

Having a purpose is nice. 

I must remember my purpose. 

She seems to imply it won't be bad after a year. 

We will see. 

Oh. Ha. Great. I just had a thought. 

But thoughts are sometimes not for sharing publicly. That's why they're thoughts. 

Sorry to disappoint. 

Ah. The other she just got back from having fun with some peoples she thinks are cool. I think they are cool. 

Alrighty boys and squirrels. 

I must go get my tree in order and head off to la la land. 

Too bad I can't see the stars. 

The treadmill really helps...

going from 0 to 6.5 in like nothing 

except 

it's not very smart

of course

one doesn't realize when in a daze

after a long day 

and a strange thing. 

We learn our lessons don't we?   

and then when staring at the computer

the room starts to tilt 

a little too much

a little too now

a little too never

a little too gone 

and I love french 

for some reason

if not for the beauty 

for the odd 

the strange almost jolting 

jump from whispy and sweet

to uncomfortable  

and confusing 

yup. 

that's just what you are