sadness

this summer, i'm living in abbotsford

driving to portland (perhaps)

reading novels. east of eden, to whom the bell tolls, and great expectations.

allowing myself time to have fun, and breathe

and not feel like crap for everything i do.

reading poetry in nanaimo

swimming in cultus lake

steamcleaning floors

thinking about, not planning, arts related events.

feeling rather alone (that will change).

i don't know. i don't want it to start yet. i haven't had enough time to reflect, on things that have hit me hard this semester.

talking to God. listening, answering.

accepting, rather than wrestling with, Christ's love.

writing overly emotional online journals.

or the opposite. down to earth journals.

we'll see.

-adam