you are my peace.

Soon the day will come when I will hear the doorbell ring and some scruffy man will hand me a package, as he walks back to his brown UPS truck I will burst into smiles for my CAMERA LENS IS HERE!!

...but that day was not yesterday, or the day before. it's pretty much been a whole month or more. arg.

LHOP:
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My parents and taylor&I split up. They went one way in the woods and we went another. It took lots of effort for me to be quiet when he climbed out on those rotting trees over freezeing water. I'm not being ridiculous in letting him make his own decisions in those things after I warn him. I'm not his mother & plus: he's taller than me. I like to lead and it is hard for me to not tell him what to do sometimes. because sometimes I just need to let him go...
It was a wonderful weekend. I love the monastary. commuinity living, it's smell, evensong, morningsong, salad, candles, leaves, lots of halls and rooms, and IHOP feed.
On Friday night from 9:30pmish-12:00am I found a quiet little room with big windows looking out on swirling leaves, trees, and yellow lights and played my guitar&worshiped. it was one of my favorite moments.
I have eaten over a dozen pieces of sushi in the last couple of days. no lie. vegtable sushi is so yummy.



"wow. I have REALLY enjoyed this conversation about bugs. I'M SERIOUS."
-Joseph Barackaman.

you, you are my peace.