A drawing...

I've been thinking about the people who God puts in my life who are like lighthouses-they've guided me through the storms of life, and they've been there when it feels like it's all falling apart. Thank you. And thank you especially to my parents.

A song...

I wrote this song a few weeks ago, I think. It doesn't have a tune yet. (Edit: Or a title... Suggestions?) I'm waiting for a nice moment with me alone at a piano for that.

Chorus:
God, I want to love You more,
Jesus, I want to love You more,
Father, I want to love You more,
And more and more,
For all my days,
In all my ways,
Please may You stay
   the center of my life.

Verse 1:
I know I'm gonna go through hard times,
I know I'm gonna wanna quit.
I know that in the valley
I will fall and dilly-dally,
But pick me up and bring me to You

Chorus

Verse 2:
I know that on the mountaintop,
I will think I know what's up,
So teach me true humility.
In the good times and the bad,
Let me look to you my Dad,
And may I always love You

Chorus

Peom I wrote for Creative Writing Class

//pantoum on cycles of love and friendship//

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I see his face,
It draws me in,
We talk a while,
Friendship begins.

It draws me in,
I start to feel,
Friendship begins,
Then love appears.

I start to feel,
I'm at a loss,
Then love appears,
I start to run.

I'm at a loss,
I see his face,
I start to run,
We talk a while.

~~~~~~~~~~~

I'm running right now.

I Got It!

I went in today for a job interview at Dunkin' Donuts, and I got the job! I was both surprised and not, because I felt like the interview went decently well and that I came off well.

I start tomorrow at 10 in the morning. :)

It's Over!!!

Finishing finals,
Is such a relief,
And finishing well,
Just cannot be beat.

just another jar of thyme preserves...

Bugs fly silently as words fail. I stare through dark sunglasses, trying to find the soul hidden in darkness. We're so similar, yet not at all.  To be or not to be. We get up; walk down a wooded path; blow dandelions like carefree children. And yet, in a way, it feels like a farce. We're not children, and we'll never return to the innocence of our youth. Our antics belie our reality. Time feels frozen, but I know this moment will end. The downy seeds that sprung from canary yellow will be swept away by the winds of time, of life, of fate.

My Brain, Currently

There once was a guy,
Who blogged once a while,
He wasn't consistent,
Or even persistent.

He really needs to read this book,
Or maybe even just take a look,
But he'll surf the web like Spiderman,
And slowly smother his grand plan.

#mylife