Friday, February 3, 2012

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

walking down the street this morning with the clouds and light rain,
i noticed my hands were dirty, my black sweater and brown boots stained,
 hair a mess on top of my head with dried clay on my cheek,
i thought to myself: how did i get here?

i believe i am the happiest i have ever been.

Friday, January 27, 2012

my head is absolutely in next year;
at graduation, in spain, camped out, somewhere else..

i told myself that 23 was my year, and it was.
why do i get the feeling that 24 will be just as good,
if not better? because it will. it absolutely will.

where can i get one of these?
the headpiece that is..

Monday, January 23, 2012

Friday, January 20, 2012

last year i started a dream board but left half of it blank
does that mean i am a work in progress?

Thursday, January 19, 2012

i would just like to take a minute and personally thank the author of the sookie stackhouse novels
for providing me with endless hours of escapism and imaginative stimulation

that is all.

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

 i can say with all earnestness that i survived my first two days of the semester
with nothing more than a sore throat, a list of reading assignments already a mile long, 
and a mild case of homesickness.

as far as schooling goes, the next five months will consist of:
the history of nature, miracle, and magic of the late middle ages
a pro-seminar on the history of u.s. religion in the 20th century
beginning sculpture, that which i am completely intimidated by
a publicity and promotions internship with an on-campus art gallery

and my very very favorite, a class entitled:
"the hand printed book in its historical context"
(insert your "ooohs" and "aaahhhs" here).

today was the first day and i am so enamored by it all.

we hand-sewed together mini pamphlets, 
looked at various types of paper used throughout history,
toured the antique printing presses (that we will actually use!), 
and distributed little iron letters to their proper little homes.

i learned where the phrase "mind your p's and q's" comes from,
and also where we get the term "upper case" and "lower case".

this may not be exciting to most people,
but for this girl, this is absolutely the greatest class on the planet.

Monday, January 16, 2012

well, i made my way up the california coast this morning
after many many tears, laughs, cups of tea, and hours of true blood. 

i am back in my little yellow room with the twin bed and a bookshelf that is too small.
and i am feeling, well, rather melancholy. naturally. as i do every time i leave my heart in its tiny town.

i unpacked, went shopping, and called my mom. not in that order.
and i feel like my heart is literally detached from the rest of my body. 

i just want to be there. is that so much to ask?

i have to survive this year, this semester, this month, this minute.

Sunday, January 15, 2012

i am going back to school in two days.

i am sad to leave this small farm town where my heart resides
but i am looking forward to a quick five months filled with:

classes in sculpture, history, writing, book making, internships,
study dates, coffee (from my new french press!),  friends, birthdays, 
 flights home to see mom, music festivals, long nights, early mornings, 
pancake sundays, yoga, and weekend getaways back to my love.

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

oh and can i just express how excited i am for april 13-15?
florence, feist, beirut, radiohead..

i cannot wait.

i am helping my cousin with her wedding flowers this spring,
and i cant help but pick out some things of my own..

Friday, January 6, 2012

i haven't posted since before school ended.
since then, i have:

gotten an A on my research paper
passed all my classes; alive
went dancing in the city to celebrate
dined on rooftops
landed an internship at a local gallery
spent christmas with the family
had coffee with my favorite florist
done yoga
read whatever i wanted to read
sat and talked with my grandma
watched the southern california sunset go from 
gold to pink to red
had new years tea flowers with my beloved brother
spend good, quality couch time with my father
survived the holidays
cried because i didn't want to leave
deactivated my facebook account
made my way back up the coast
stopped in the town where my heart resides
spent time in the cafe reading, dreaming, sipping tea
perused the farmers market, my lovers hand in mine

that pretty much brings us up to date.