My mom's favorite is Jackson Browne. His voice is so beautiful though and I've grown to really like his music over the years. It's comforting and true poetry.
Though we struggle to define ourselves separately from our parents, little things that they do or say inevitably find their way into our being and everyday life.
I woke up around 10:30 this morning after hiding under a pillow to dodge the sun attacking me through the window and the restlessness of my dogs, ready to start the day. After feeding them I wandered back to my parents room with some chessmen cookies and a big glass of pineapple orange juice to enjoy a little Gilmore Girls banter. A short while later, I dressed and wandered around outside with the boys and found myself sitting on a bench looking across the valley, pondering what I was going to do with the rest of my day. After rescheduling my classes (so I now only have one early morning!) I jumped into pool, swam for awhile and then just floated. I miss the ocean. I can't wait to live close by this summer...oh how I wish it was a few months from now. Well anyways... after swimming I went and made some deviled eggs because I've never done it before and I'm trying to expand my cooking horizons. I took my eggs back to my parents room and watched Nanny McPhee. It was quite cute.
Sometimes I think I'm too much of a dreamer. I wish I was able to live in the present better than I do. I'm so indecisive. I hate that about myself and my nervous energy drives me crazy sometimes. I get restless so easy and all I want to do is just DRIVE....anywhere. Sometimes I wish I could speak like I write. I miss the ease of the west coast very badly right now and I miss my sister a lot...more than she'll ever know.
Still thinking good thoughts from Grandpa Doug.
Gonna go sing and play some spider solitaire.
1 comment:
spider solitaire is for lewsers
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