God rides high up in the ordinary sky....The miracle that was promised creeps quietly by.

I'm so fucking manic it's ridiculous. I have this whole process planned out right now. Things are expanding.

Life is random and interesting and ruthless. Garrett and I had a drunken day yesterday. We took what my friend Aaron called "fashion pictures" but in reality we were just trying to be fucking adorable and thought it was hilarious. A professor of mine that I've known forever sent me an email that made me cry, in a good way. I'm not a crier and am so disturbed by this that I haven't been able to respond to him yet for fear that I will cry again, ha.

Synchronicity abounds. For real this time.