breathe

a friend. found my blog. i think.








i have no idea how i feel about this. i feel a bit too vulnerable than i wish to be.







edit: i no longer think. i know. he's found it. i hyperventilate.

woody allen trips me up sometimes

Sometimes I walk around with a little fantasy in my head
Of the people I'll meet, the people I've said
Sometimes I'll get these deep urges to journal and to write
and I'll print pictures and pictures and pictures of the things I love
and the things
that mystify.

Midnight in Paris, 2011

But these urges are becoming few and far between
and I wonder if that means my last few relationships with creativity
is leaving me.

And I fear and I fear and I fear

And I fear and I fear

and I fear.

tapioca pearls

Everyone else clambered around, grabbing spots, gasping at the beauty. Whispering rustles and gentle bumps, too captivated to see where they were going.

Joel Meyerowitz

And soon I was the only one standing, and I was blind. Someone - Matthias? - grabs my hand, "Come down here" and I finally settle. But I'm still blind. I grope blindly for my glasses; why can't I see what everyone else sees?
"Can you see the stars?"
Yes, I lie, but all I can see is the heavy weight of the night and smell of dimmed sun. I can't see the brilliance of the stars.
So I give up,
close my eyes,
sleep. 

with you

It's amazing what a couple of years can do to perspective.

I used to think there was emotional abuse,
but now,
I'm not sure.

Maybe I need a couple more years.

Until then, I will stop saying,
"He abused me"
because

maybe I abused him, too.

{Ben Giovanni}

Easter Eve

Depending on where you live, tomorrow is Easter Sunday.

Easter is the day Jesus rose from the dead. The day death was defeated.
The day He won for me... for you.

I hope you are looking forward to worshiping who God is and what He's done for us.

If you aren't... or don't... God is reaching out to you right now.
Talk to Him.
He'll blow you away with everything.
You will find Him.

I will be praying for you.
God bless.