Finish Line

Classes ending.

Wednesday:

Last day of Sociology 10

Last Bio 1 lecture

Last Bio lab exam

Work at 6

Complete 3 readings

Pick up NSN T shirts

Thursday:

No classes

Finish NSN slideshow

Complete 3 readings

Friday:

Cultural Anthropology final; exam online

No classes

Movie Night

John Deere Christmas Party

Complete 3 readings

Saturday:

3 readings

Sunday:

3 readings

Monday:

Sociology final; turn in Journal

Philosophy essay rewrite

Tuesday:

Photo final; present porfolio

Philosophy essay rewrite

Wendsday:

Bio 1 final?

Philosophy essay 3

Thursday:

Philosophy final; turn in essays

Friday:

Breathe

your hair is long

but not long enough

to reach, to reach

but you fear that one day

it might be, it might be.

Song of the day:

Blood by The Middle East

Anoesis

I like to paint with light.

I am the apparition.

Anoesis (n.)

a state of mind consisting of pure sensation or emotion without cognitive content.

Thoughts;

photo matting process almost complete

sociology readings are killing me

painting

tea

crisp night skies

baking

thankfulness

thoughtfulness

new friendships

I met up with the King

I feel just like the King,

as I fall on the muddy ground.

I feel just like you, guy,

there's people thinkin' they know something now.

Well I don't know anything at all,

and we mean nothing, history.

Well thank God.

Well thank God.

So tell me,

Do you believe me?

Do you believe me?

I bet you don't.

I bet you won't.

sister 1b and 3b

I am evolving;

this is a new season.

Thoughts;

I really need to send my penpal letters out

(if anyone of you read this, I have them and haven't forgotten about you!)

I think I'm going to get rid of my cell phone.

finger knitting

Photography projects;

"a year in sunsets 2012"

"reach"

Song of the day;

Helen by Horse Feathers

my iPod player keeps turning itself off... not good...

Winter Winds

I love December.

I love this wind.

I love this chill.

I love these skies.

I love this clarity.

So I guess I love this ignorance.

Drift

Drift

Thoughts;

I love the wind

I'm sick of greed and corruption

Oh, I think it's silly there are starving kids and dying kids but the "stars" will spend millions on the Grammy's...

Someday.

Blue Moon

christmas pine cones

Moon

Take my head, it's just thinking of you

Take my heart, it's just beating for you

Take my hands, they are shaking for you

Take my feet, they're just walking to you

Let your breath stream right through me

Breathe through everything inside of me