i love storms, strong storms that come in and slow everything to a snails pace. storms that make roommates who have not seen each other for weeks sit around their kitchen table and talk. storms that make driving treacherous, lip singing show hilarious and blankets, hot tea with greys anatomy the only thing on my mind.
i haven't been around in a long time and i don't know why. all of a sudden a snow storm comes to town and i realize that i like this place. i love the people in this place and, in the end, i would like to be around this place a little more often.
did i mention i went to california - my heart might have stayed in the mountains there. im sure that it will make frequent stops at the beach or coffee shops in santa cruz. it's not hard for me to pick up right where i left off with the people i love - it just seems natural and that’s how i know it's true. one day i would like an ounce of the hospitality that i was shown.
i have this reoccurring daydream. now im using the term daydream loosely - one day it will come as no surprise to me when it becomes a reality. sufjan stevens and i travel the country. he writes about it all and places his gentle notes to his gentle words and i take pictures of it all. we travel and observe and there's peace.
there might be one major regret of february 2007 and that would be missing the josh ritter concert - i know steve and rhonda...i know. don't worry there are plans developing as we speak to meet you guys in canada at a folk feast and greet josh once again. it's not all that shabby a february.
justin fenstermen is my favorite valentines phone call. im making sushi again tonight justin. no it's not real crab meat.
im so glad that jt is bringing sexy back.
there are 10,000 chicago public school children who are homeless. one of those kids is now in my class. an 11 year old should not have to deal with being kicked out of his home. i watched him mourn a broken home today. i watched the toughest kid in my class weep and i cried with him. sometimes i think that my heart is not strong enough for these kids because i break right along with them.
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