Right now, I am in a cute coffee shop in Urbana, drinking a lovely latte made by a nice boy and staring at this screen, and one with a story on loop about a girl whose teacher cut her braids off, and I am wondering why anyone would do such a thing, and even more why anyone would care to broadcast it on the news. Why should we care?
Mostly I'm feeling very happy, and a little lonely, but not enough to make me very sad, just enough to push into being creative and doing something and I like this feeling alot. I am learning to like it alot. "The pleasure that your sadness brings..."
I came here with the intention of writing more of my story, or whathaveyou but I don't know where to go with it. I don't know where to go with my life either and I think this is a big part of it. Where are we going?
Now there are kids in here and I can think, only hear them scream and watch them run around while their parents do nothing.
I think I need a vacation. From everything.
:)
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Ooh...a vacation from everything sounds lovely.
I'm am ecstatic about the box. It's disgusting. I'm probably more excited about the box from you than just about anything else in life or Christmas at the moment. ha.
More importantly though, I'm so glad we were able to come up with a plan. It feels more solid. I like that. We're going to make it.
I don't know where we are going with our lives, but I understand the feeling that this is inhibiting the completetion of a story. I'm living that a bit too. That and I'm having trouble facing my past, and my past is a big part of my story. I'd like to get that finished though. To officially have it all set in order. Because the more of those loose ends that I locate and tie to my story, the more whole I feel. Maybe this was the legacy Zuni left me. To tell the story, and until I complete that journey I won't be whole. I don't know.
Good grief am I rambling.
I love you. I like that you're happy. That brings me more joy than I can say. I miss you.
Love,
J
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