Monday, November 16, 2009

Oh do come in...




                                                the new place.

Thursday, November 12, 2009

God is breaking down my idealistic idea of adulthood.

samuel barber


simply a genius. this is the most profoundly inspiring and beautiful classical work. something about it. i have always loved it, i will never stop loving it. it will never cease to pull on my heart. i remember i when i first heard this on strings, a quartet only ten or so rows ahead of me, i wept it was so beautiful. singing this work was another incredible experience. so powerfully emotive. i wonder what he was thinking. what he was feeling when he wrote this.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

pomegranites



little kernels of rich sweet goodness. the color alone is simple astounding. deep and rich. just like the taste. its what i always hoped wine to taste like. fancy. decadent. pomegranites lift so many wonderful memories out of the shadows. friends from past places. the strange old man who grew them across the street. the birth of my elitism. India. wonderful memories that are strung along in my throughout my life. consciousness string along. delightful. just like today.

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

my mantra


Tuesday, October 27, 2009

breathe

pencils fly, my mind reels and triple checks everything. I call Robin every hour. on the hour. until she give me the information i need about my voluteer hours. no success yet.
Graduate School here we come.

...hopefully.

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

.yellow.

no sleep last night. the gorgeous weather has held out for another day. emotions run high and focus low on days like these. but oftentimes my senses are heightened is such a beautifully brilliant way. colors pop. music dances and flows. the thoughts are gone from my exhausted mind and I simply get to experience the world the way it is. fall is in full swing. the yellows an reds are especially vibrant today. leaves. bright specs of color that flash on the wind. and skitter across the ground. music wraps around my weary body, soothing the frayed ends of my spirit, lifting them ever so slightly. i've tucked myself away on a couch in the corner of a coffee shop, spiced apple chai cooling next to me. this day might turn out to be worthwhile after all.