Five Minute Friday.

Five Minute Friday. In real life...

In real life I share things with people. Deep things, with deep people.

In real life I spin in wet grass and laugh at the wind, and skip under the stars, and this is normal. Not strange, not cheesy, not childish, normal.

In real life I am alone with J, marveling at how he made the trees and why he picked such a gorgeous color for the sky.

In real life I approach strangers and speak to them of love, and ask them what they are passionate about, and laugh with them.

In real life I am lovely, and I let myself be.

In real life I let myself be. I just be. With J. With people.

In real life I enjoy the simplest things, I have real conversations with people I love, I share with them my heart.

That's real life. This, this is not real life.

This is living, and finding joy in simple things, and enjoying...

But in real life I am different. In real life I know I am loved and beautiful, and have things to give and teach. In real life I know that I am God's girl. In real life I let myself be emotional and deep and melt into piano music and dance when I am happy or sad or pensive...

Much

My weekend was rather difficult. But it made me so thankful for the life I have. And it followed through my week. Here are some things that happened, or things I am thankful for this week.

a good conversation with a friend

random sightings of other friends

my first jamba juice smoothie

the weather- chilly/windy/rainy

dinner with a good friend

the sunset tuesday night shining right into my face

swing dancing tuesday night-crazy fun

play-doh party with my friends and a children's story

a walk at night with J and the wind

monarch butterflies

a new Noticed one around

a letter from my sister far away

a book I needed arrived

re-connecting with some more friends

seeing dogs

having the door held for me properly*

looking down into puddles and seeing up into the sky

sweet time with J

renewed motivation- a solid time studying

enjoying my classes

I will be adding things. The day is young yet. :)

What is good in your life today?

*The proper way of door holding means that the holder (preferably a guy) waits for the other person to go through before going through at all, and in such a manner that the person going through does not have to touch the door at all. It was especially nice for me because it was raining, and still he waited for me to go inside first. That is chivalry right there.

Things that are Good

I am oh so blessed. I forget this.

Last year, when my room was always busy, there was almost never anyone in the lounge, and I got a lot of quiet time in there. This year people are in there all the time. At first I was a little annoyed, but then I realized, I don't need the lounge like I needed it last year. Last year's lounge wasn't the norm.

My family has its spats, but the spats are much less often than the good times.

I am so thankful my thoughts don't revolve around money.

I am so thankful my family accepts me as I am. There are things I could change, definitely, but it isn't a constant battle to meet unrealistic expectations.

I am so thankful for this little bit of space that is mine. I am so thankful for the cooler weather today and the clouds, and my comfy bed, and this desk... and and and....

It's good to have less fun experiences so your gratitude for what you do have can swell up again.

loved

I feel loved.

More on this later.

---> ok it's later :)

Yesterday I had posted an event on facebook for prayer. People I don't even know that well responded to it. They don't even know the person. It was touching.

and then someone went out of their way to help me have a deep conversation. Also sweet.

I feel loved by the community here, even though I don't know them well.

And I love Nicole in Granada as well. :)

monday

people pleasing is not an option.

it stinks when half your family lives in different countries so you can't call them to talk, especially when your parents aren't home. I didn't have a phone when my sibs lived in the US of A, but if I had that's what I would miss a lot. Being able to just call your family.

I am frustrated with myself. But G is not. in about two months, I will have liked this boy for a whole year. and he still doesn't know who I am. well I don't know. but not really anyway. even if he did remember. I am still baffled at myself about it. can't I switch yet?

tomorrow is the best day. one class. the whole day to work. dancing. three good meals. mmm.

I'm going to bed early tonight and sleeping late. and by that I mean 11-8. or rather, right now to 8. as soon as I get there. I sound like I just woke up, time to go to bed.

I walked tonight, that was nice, and then I sat on a bench and listened.

yup. Goodnight y'all.

Someday I want to drive all night to tell someone I love them. (Or give a hug) I want to do crazy, meaningful things, without regard for silly things like time and gas prices. I want to let the important things be urgent. Let the beautiful things be noticed.

ok.

I will finish someday, hopefully.

I don't have to be on top of it all.

I can take it slow and try and do better.

Some people can handle lots of hours just fine, some can't. It's no reflection of the person.

I'ma be ok.