The Upside.

Five days. What?

Some good things about this summer is that in all that thought I do feel wiser and more sure of my thoughts. I feel more assured in what I could be, want to be. I acknowledge the room for growth and cutting off dead ends. Trimmin' my bush so to say (ROFL!). Yes I am terrible.

I really have the worst humor ever. My friend Vicci has to take the swim class in spring as well so my response was "Great! We can drown together!" I was laughing my ass off while her response was "...you are a terrible person." I can't help being corrupt. Hahaha.

I went on a hike on Wednesday with Rick and Sharon. I wish I had had more time. I think I am impossibly in love with forests, just the way the light casts through the leaves and the movement and the air and everything. There are few things that can rival that beauty in my eyes. I love the feeling of running over wood paths, of the roots and the rocks and the earth and hearing the birds cheep and talk and animals doing their thing. I love the feeling of exploration, like I am going somewhere. It's where I see my stories actually live. I can see a horse trotting down a path or a druid peeking around a corner or just..yeah. I am a tree hugger. I name trees even. I am always saddened when I see them cut down, even if I didn't know the tree.

Good stuff too: Chris Merkley playing Voodoo Child on harmonica and using a peddle. Oh my god...it was crazy amazing. I had no idea one could do that with a harmonica. The man gives me new respect for the instrument every time I hear him play. The only guys listening go crazy because they know damn good blues and rock. I never had interest in it myself until I hear Chris but his music is just like...holy shit, way to keep it alive, way to make music you can dance to and bellow to. Rando knows what I'm talkin' about. I need to tell Chris to go to England and play.

Other good stuff: food and sleeping. Happy bellies are great bellies.

Hair prett-i-fi-cation is nice too. I tend to ignore that part of me the most even though it is one of my most prominant features.

Getting checked out when you're having one of your crappiest days...nice.

Your dog knowing just what you need and cuddling up and being super cute in a way that only dogs can do. No way to ignore that. You must cuddle back.

Dancing in the kitchen when no one else is up or out and just going all Elvis Pelvis and singing Frank Sinatra while wearing a top hat.


Not sleeping for over 24 hours straight because four people really cannot sleep.

Shameless love of new Hanson music.

Rainstorms...almost everyday. It is rather happy making for a person that burns easily.

Making plans for future get together with high school friends and knowing that part of life is not completely over.

This lovely picture of mom that she will seriously want to kill me for posting.


(I had to mom, it's classic!)

Moments in life that we don't record or savor nearly enough.

The Book Thief, the best book I have read all summer despite being very sad. It was written just amazingly.

Good stuff.
Peace.
~Lo

P.S.
Yes, mom did try to get me. She got as far as the cream blob on my arm and then was amazed at how light a sleeper I am. Haha. I felt it instantly.