You know what I did earlier today? I went browsing through old XANGA entries. Wow. Blast from the past.
The violinist at my church, Jordan, is a very sad individual. Interestingly, almost no one ever notices. This is presumably due to the dense and/or self-centered nature of humans. I told my mother the first time I ever saw him that he was in love with someone, and it was killing him. She scoffed at me, and then asked why I thought so. "His eyes, Mom. I've had his eyes". ...She didn't get it. Turns out his wife periodically leaves him, makes up all kinds of lies, and gets roaringly drunk. Sound familiar? I think so. I see him almost every Sunday, and every time I do I am overcome with a) sympathy for him and b) an overwhelming thankfulness to have been spared his fate. I am indescribably lucky to have Brooks in my life.
...I am now wondering where colours would live, were they personified.
Uncle Ronny got me a book of chocolate recipes, it's quite wonderful. It has delicious recipes, and also fun anecdotes and such. If I were to write a cookbook, it'd turn out something like this one. Just maybe with more variety. ...Maybe. I am a chocolate fan.
There is a kind of quiet glow that suffuses me, whenever I get an especially sweet text message from Brooks. I didn't even try to keep it from my face when I got one last night about how he told his mother that he was going to marry me someday.
Longest five and a half days ever. I'm worse than a child anticipating Christmas morning. These past couple of days I've been especially bored of everything. I know what I want to be doing, I just can't do it! Irksome. I normally keep a much tighter reign on myself, but I find that I lack the desire to, this time.
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