I will not die an unlived life I will not live in fear of falling Or of catching fire I choose to inhabit my days To allow my living to open me Making me less afraid More accessible To loosen my heart So that it becomes a wing, a torch, a promise I choose to risk my significance. To live so that that which comes to me as seed Goes to the next as blossom And that which comes to me as blossom Goes on as fruit. --Donna Markova

Sunday, March 27, 2005

A Beautiful Sunday Night

Happy to be home. Like crazy, cartwheel, I-missed-all-of-you-so-much, lets go spin around outside and stare up at the stars until we're dizzy and fall down and feel the earth spin while we laugh like maniacs happy. So I'm going to do homework now...yay (note the sarcasm). But...I'm in too good of a mood to let even hmwk bring me down. Looking forward to this crazy, test-prep week like the nerd that I am.

The bus was productive--no, really, I swear! Quality time w/ Hyeck.

Got my Blackhawk Greatest Hits CD so that's solace for the hmwk time.

Freakin' excited about going to the NAT tomorrow--I missed the gym! Another sign of geekdom? I don't know.

Off to the races, Katie

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