It's only 7:15, but the moon is shining in my window with as much persistence as if it were the dead of night. If the gorgeous sunset and clear skies were any indication, it should be a beautiful evening. For the day to have started off so dismal (weather wise), it actually ended pretty well. I was walking along the streets of Milledgeville earlier, admiring the fiery sunset and rosey horizon, surrounded by light mist and singing birds. Surely such moments are little glimpses of heaven.
I suppose I should come back to earth now and consider what lies in the week ahead. I hate when I have a certain amount of work to accomplish within a given time frame, but nothing pressing. I remain completely unmotivated until I have to do something. Procrastination: It's a rough job, but someone has to do it. Hehe. Oh. ::glances at closet:: An excellent example is my laundry. I can make it for EXACTLY two more days. Will I do laundry tonight? No. Tomorrow night? Probably not. Ahh, but I will have to do it Tuesday night. Problem solved.
I went home on Saturday to watch the FOC exhibition show. Very good. :) We (K, J, E, and myself) even conned a few hall mates into accompanying us. Good times.
This weekend I learned: I am in love with Erin's $90 hair straightener (it kept my hair VERY straight even in humid weather!), Lynn is one of my favorite people, I'm old (I barely recognized anyone at the competition), and I really need to incorporate more Juliana Theory, Snow Patrol, and Sensefield into my life. Hehe.
Some things never seem to change, but some certainly do. It was interesting to see the differences and similarities when talking to old friends and rambling familiar footpaths. I am always fascinated by the transition from past to present.
2 comments:
if you like sensefield, go for new (not old) further seems forever.
::swoon::
I've never listened to Further Seems, but Jessica (my best friend) is trying to talk me into going to their next concert with her. Hmm...
Post a Comment