Monthly Archives: December 2005

Saturday December 17, 2005

It seems I get all my insperation for my xanga post while I am driving. I don’t think I have had a post that I haven’t thought about it in the car first. Like tonight. Maybe it was the coldness, the stale full moon, or moving those crazy plastic wrapped couches, but anyway I want to just sit out in the cold, watching the moon paint the grass and trees with silver. To be part of a frozen world, dreading the heat and the business that the sun. To be part of the stillness and ceaseless peace. But then the sun will come and melt away the silver, replace it with orange and red then bright blue, the bright blue that hurts my eyes. Bringing out the loud fast animals, and waking the wind, so that even the plants can’t keep their bit of peace.

Thursday December 15, 2005

I wondered if I should write down what I spoke about tonight down on my xanga. But I shalln’t. I want to stay up all night just to see the sky change colors. I want to run away and walk in the heat of a dry place, the dust blowing around my legs, my camera bag on, and a nalgene on my hip. I want to take pictures in a place where the kids smile and run and play. To take the pictures back and tell stories, to make people smile, make people long, and even make them cry.

Wednesday December 14, 2005

I left my glasses at my dad’s house. So I am writing this with out my contacts, right before I go to bed. I can’t tell the indvidual letters apart from here, I am just guessing by the shapes of the words. Yep. Oh, today I worked 12 hours. I haven’t done that in a long time, not since Gold Camp. Oh, and pray for me tomorrow, I am speaking at youth on a undisclosed topic.

And no one wished me a happy Xanga Birthday… How sad. But oh well.

Tuesday December 13, 2005

I miss the DSL already. If my parents ever go out of town and I don’t want to house sit, hit me. Tomorrow, my Xanga will be two. A whole seven-hundred thirty-one days old. Wow that is old. So now it is time to go study. Later.