Hunting.

No, Bambi and his mother are fine. I’m talking about hunting of the apartment nature.  The unnecessary evil that it is.  Life is temporary as is.  We make things permanent for us on this earth but we, ourselves are not permanent on this earth.  Then why must apartment hunting/moving be such a hassle. That is where the canker guh-gnaws.

Carter. Jimmy Carter.

On Sunday, January 8, I had the pleasure of meeting former president, Jimmy Carter.

An inspiration to my life and my education.  It is a face of success.  Success in the world of change, the world of help, the world of radical engagement.

On Sunday, January 8, I had the pleasure of meeting former president, Jimmy Carter.

Beauty.

Little caveman.

Reflect on this. And…go.

Reminiscing with my future.

Sitting on my Victorian couch. Pocahontas playing in the background.  Phone to my ear.  The voice on the other end is deep and wonderful.  A voice belonging to a guy my heart belongs.  A guy who argues which Disney movie is the best.  Argues what random things remind us of being kids.

Barbies. I miss Barbies.  Yes, my two Pocahontas ones.  My favorite was my first Pocahontas and whenever you would put her hair in cold water her hair would turn blue and purple.  Blue and Purple!

Pumpkin spice lotion. The world has been set right.  Bath & Body works finally returned their lovely fall scent of Pumpkin spice (sadly it is now sweet cinnamon pumpkin).  You wonder, what does lotion have to do with the above. EVERYTHING.

My mother, beautiful and wonderful, wore Pumpkin spice every fall since I could remember.  Mom wore pumpkin spice to the pumpkin patch my Kindergarten year. That was the best hay maze.

Sitting on my Victorian couch.  Smelling like pumpkin spice.  Watching the BEST Disney movie, Pocahontas.  Listening to the most wonderful guy.  My future is happy because my past is not one to haunt.  It’s one that exists in the Present; different as it may be, but being it is.

A home.

Missing.

The art of missing someone.

It’s not bearing your inner thoughts or wearing your heart on your sleeve.

It’s about understanding. Understanding distance is a part of life.

Distance that takes a toll. But that toll is worth being taken.

I miss someone.

Today. It was a good day.

The simplicity of a kind word makes a world of difference.  Whether that difference is microscopic or major to you or to someone else, that difference is worth the seconds and the breaths it took from you.

I’m high on life.  On my life. A life that is not glamorous by definition but in a way of pure happiness to be on my two feet. A life that is filled with individuals that get me through the day.

Today was filled with compliments, how are yous, British accents, and laughs.

Today I lived. What can be better than that?

Marvelous

Leo

The most difficult thing-but an essential one-is to love Life,

to love it even while one suffers, because Life is all.

Life is God and to love Life means to love God.