In the Reins

In the Reins is such a fantastic album. I forget sometimes, since I never got around to uploading it to my playlist, how very very much I love it.

I've spent the past week, probably more like two really, hiding from life. I'm not quite done yet either. I keep hoping that if I can just pretend time is standing still for long enough, that there will be a moment when I look around and realize that it has. That I will have time to sort my head out and get my sh*t together before the sun comes up again and this whole big never ending circle of time and days and weeks and work and school and everything else comes around again and fogs up my brain.

I know, I know, I'm so not that lucky.

But I CAN dream.
And so I do.

I don't know Dear Friend. Seems things have gotten gloomy around here.

This morning about half the lightbulbs in my apartment burnt out which left me fumbling around in the dark. When I got to work there were lights out there too. It has literally felt like rain was going to start pouring from the ceiling all day. Periodically I would open the doors to peek outside and see if the rain had started yet and realize it was bright and sunny outside. I guess all the clouds were in my head.

Well, I've got some research to do on Papio, a geoarch project to come up with, a book review to write, and more math homework than I want to think about to work on, so it looks like I've got my work cut out for me this evening.

As always, I miss you more than life. Possibly more these past few weeks than normal, if that's possible. I hope things are well, and that your flagging class is at least amusing. I hope the trees aren't growing roots into your brain, and that your busted ankle is getting better. I hope QD and the rest of the SFB (that's Swiss Family Beckman, in case you were wondering) aren't driving you crazy. I pray that you're at least out-reading me at this point, since my progress has come to a total standstill. And last but not least, I hope you're not freezing your butt off up there in what is practically the Arctic Tundra. Lots of love.