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"So just take it easy...
and celebrate the malleable reality."

George had to pull me away from the rainstorm back into the house. I probably could have stayed out there. To me, in that moment, it was absolutely beautiful, absolutely breathtaking. The wind felt incredibly fresh against my skin; I could taste the vivacity of the earth; I was, for that moment a part of it all. I was cleansed, and I was free.

My world was a piece of art; a poem.

Lately, I've been really coming to know myself. The whole truths of myself, without the stench of shame and self-consciousness that usually reeks so bad I avoid the whole thing altogether. More than ever, I'm beginning to realize my place on this world... where I want to be and how I wish to be... and beginning to recognize parts of my self that I cannot yet articulate. My world is changing and I'm trying to embrace it.

the rest of reality pales in comparison, haha. its filled with worrying about money and making decisions about my future... buying a car / worrying about getting rent paid / applying for side jobs / securing fall 09 jobs / choosing classes / choosing majors and minors / worrying about the fact that we can only sublease our room for 1/2 the rent / trying to keep my grades relatively up / arguing about matrimony, haha....blahblahblah. that stuff.

instead of dealing with all this mess, we of course spend half the day just being us and being in that beautiful state of love/fun/laziness/comfort/ecstasy/craziness. such is my life. the life im going to have to pretend to my kids that I didn't have. lol. i've been thinking lately that I'm glad i didnt spend my life around the safest/cleanest/ most innocent people lol. so i'll know what to expect when my kids come of age. haha oh man....