On Being Thankful

"When our perils are past, shall our gratitude sleep?"
George Canning

Just some of the people I'm thankful for.   

Sparks VIII

Random dance parties...two nights in a row

Caf dates with Abby

Michelle defrosting my window with a hair dryer

Sincere compliments

Letting go of well kept secrets

Deep talks until two in the morning
Having my dad say he wants to help me cross something off my bucket list

Breakfast with friends

Thoughts of Scotland
Literally having to look up each roman numeral
Watching myself type

Stairwell moments with Abby

Wing pictures with beautiful scenery 

4W

English muffins with globs of peanut butter

Feeling confident

Reality checks

All of the opportunities I have been given

Finishing a lovely, heart-wrenching novel

Waking up without an alarm

"Welcome Home, Son" - Radical Face 

Hidden Doors Unlocked

"Secrets are things we give to others to keep for us."
Elbert Hubbard

Bits and pieces.

Sparks VII

The glow of owl lamps

Beyond amazing a cappella preformances

Binging Dominoes pizza and cinnamon sticks with lovely friends

Movies nights with wonderful people

A clean room

Sleeping until noon

Putting thoughts to rest

Much needed realizations

Reading for pleasure

Thanksgiving break

Skype dates with my parents

Time to be by myself

Therapeutic rants with friends

Thoughts of poetry running wild

Aced English papers

It's only Saturday

    

Paralysis

"All people dream, but not equally.
Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their mind,
Wake in the morning to find it was vanity.
But the dreamers of the day are dangerous people,
For they dreams their dreams with eye open,
And make them come true."
D.H. Lawrence

A project of ambition.

Sparks VI

Therapeutic essays

Heated owls

Purple Post-It notes

Cinnamon and sugar toast

My green and blue sexy old man sweater

Getting through another statistics exam

Helping others

Making my mom's day
Tuesdays

Keeping other's secrets

Learning how to effectively time manage

Feeling like I have direction

Laughing with Grace

My yellow hat
The top shelf of my desk

Laying in bed reading

My sparks 

The Chill in the Air

I love fall.

I love the rapidly changing leaves. I love the warm jewel toned colors.  I love the shape of naked trees.   I love comfy, thick sweaters.  I love mittens, scarves, and knit hats.  I love the color spectrum of pumpkins.  I love the comfort food.  I love dark lipstick.  I love hikes on chilly days.  I love the sunsets over autumn leaves.  I love the prickling on noses and cheeks.  I love naturally pinked faces.  I love cozy beds with lots of blankets.  I love the fresh feeling.  I love the death and rebirth.  I love the smell, crisp and woodsy.  I love crackling bonfires.  I love peppermint hot chocolate.  I love cool apple cider.  I love jumping in piles of leaves.  I love apple orchards and the sights they bring.  I love the excuse to curl up with a book.  I love the beautiful nights.

I love fall.