Randomocity

Life is funny. Not in the "haha" sort of way. In the way that makes you cock your head and raise an eyebrow. It's interesting the way things work out.

I have a hole in the underarm of my favorite black tank top/camisole thing. It makes me sad. I think it's time to retire it.

Moving is a stressful process. One which I'm glad is over.

Super Mario on Super Nintendo beats every game ever made since then.

It's finally warming up. Which means it's finally beach weather!

Thursday.

I have a strong desire to journal today. To sit in a cafe somewhere and write.

I think today I might open my Bible again. Maybe I will go to the bookstore and soak up the comfort of anonymity.

The internship is Chicago is still reviewing applications. I wonder what that means for me.

Ponderings...

"When two people love each other but can't get it together, when do you get to the point when enough is enough?"

That's the question that came from a friend tonight, and it struck a chord. Everyone's "enough" is different.

"You got to believe that right here, right now you're exactly where you're supposed to be."

These are the words that I'm holding on to right now. To be honest, I don't know where "here" is. I know that in this moment, I am happy. Thankful for my family, for friends, and for having someone in my life who makes me laugh. Once again, I have a desire for knowledge. To read, to listen to music. To write. Obscurity, instead of being a hindrance, intrigues me. Challenges me.

Prayer no longer feels forced, yet it doesn't come as automatically as it used to. I want to get back "there."