I forgot to say that I love when you come pester me in the SUB, someday I should bring coffee, and then we can pretend we are out to coffee :) Soon. soon, let’s get together and watch a movie sometime after we all have a break!
So I’ve been spending most of this quarter dreading signing up for my internship, and now it’s finally come to the time where I have to accept the fact that I need to start applying for them. I just want to intern for something I feel passionate about, and honestly that is pretty much kids. I just want to work with kids, and I don’t really care about anything else. I am good at making kids feel loved, I relate to them, I love them. I am not good at a lot of things, but I am good at that. And it annoys me that I have to spend time interning for something to get credits even if it isn’t something I am passionate about. So many of these internships are like hey you can do the grunt work for this great foundation that helps kids out eventually. I just want to work with kids. Is that so hard to allow me to do? Because I know there are a lot of kids in this world, and a lot of kids that need love and affection, and a listening ear, and someone who treats them like they are smart and like they deserve to be heard, and I am good at that. I can do that. So why does it have to be SO difficult to get to that point. Annoying. Alas at least I think I may have found a few places that might be just perfect for me. Here’s to hoping it works out.
Truly, we live with mysteries too marvelous
to be understood.
How grass can be nourishing in the
mouths of the lambs.
How rivers and stones are forever
in allegiance with gravity
while we ourselves dream of rising.
How two hands touch and the bonds will
never be broken.
How people come, from delight or the
scars of damage,
to the comfort of a poem.
Let me keep my distance, always, from those
who think they have the answers.
Let me keep company always with those who say
”Look!” and laugh in astonishment,
and bow their heads.
Mary Oliver, “Mysteries, Yes,” from Evidence (via pauses-and-silences)
I hope to always live my life this way.
Coffee (especially a pumpkin spice latte)
A Brie sandwhich, like Brie on a baguette
A broccoli cheese soup bowl from sandwhich express back home
Eggs and Bacon
All of the cheese in the world.
“You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on. Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain are moving across the landscapes, over the prairies and the deep trees, the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air, are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely, the world offers itself to your imagination,
call to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting – over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.”