5/27/15

The End of May, Already

Sometimes life feels like endless piles of waiting.

Not just waiting-on-God waiting, but just, waiting for someone to get ready to leave, waiting for someone to call, waiting for someone to get back, waiting for the chicken to be done, waiting for the water to boil.

Endless piles of waiting.

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Pre-Roma Bucket List (to be continued)

-go to a high place and watch the sunrise and the sunset.

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The sunset tonight looks like the sweetest sonnet you have ever heard.

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I have songs to write about love. But I can't find the words. I guess that's why I haven't blogged in so long. I'm thinking in pictures these days, or words that sound lovely but combine to make gook- pretty gook, but not understandable gook, and the things want understood.


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