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...leaned in and whispered, the music is inside you...: September 2009
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Leaned in and whispered, the music is inside you. Saturday, September 19, 2009. Something i'm working on. This is for a class, sort of. it's clearly not done.i call it "work in progress" :). I am from the middle pew in church. The front row in school. And the back row in the movie theatre. I am from slavery, but not the Abraham Lincoln kind. I am from the oppression of aggression. The frustration of legalism. Coupled with the forgotten last-nights. And (insert something here). I am from a marijuana leaf.
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...leaned in and whispered, the music is inside you...: tonight.
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Leaned in and whispered, the music is inside you. Monday, March 22, 2010. I missed my grandpa tonight. Something about him being ready.even wanting.to go home and be with Jesus doesn't make me feel any better. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I'm a love mongering agnostic theist "liberal" who hates war, poverty, and legalism but loves social justice, fair trade, sylvia plath, and have found that writing is the cheapest therapy session and best psychiatrist available. View my complete profile.
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...leaned in and whispered, the music is inside you...: February 2010
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Leaned in and whispered, the music is inside you. Tuesday, February 23, 2010. Sometimes i think social networks are more trouble/pain than they're worth. Monday, February 22, 2010. Dirty dishes, post-it notes, sleeping pills. I was thinking today about that time i laid on the floor and cried and you laid next to me and read me words from jesus. and i kinda wanted to be laying on the floor crying again, not to be sad but just to have you come lay next to me and by my friend. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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...leaned in and whispered, the music is inside you...: March 2010
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Leaned in and whispered, the music is inside you. Monday, March 22, 2010. I missed my grandpa tonight. Something about him being ready.even wanting.to go home and be with Jesus doesn't make me feel any better. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). I'm a love mongering agnostic theist "liberal" who hates war, poverty, and legalism but loves social justice, fair trade, sylvia plath, and have found that writing is the cheapest therapy session and best psychiatrist available. View my complete profile.
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...leaned in and whispered, the music is inside you...: May 2010
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Leaned in and whispered, the music is inside you. Thursday, May 13, 2010. I've waited on you, but never on love. I think our relationship is quite odd. We go from talking about my irregular periods to what defines autism to how much we love ke$ha in barely two breaths. And I told him today that I do not love him; that everything that has happened between us since we were 17 (16? She pulled out a giant list for me, instead of the usual, "what's gluten? Sunday, May 9, 2010. Two weeks ago, almost every mome...
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...leaned in and whispered, the music is inside you...: happy.
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Leaned in and whispered, the music is inside you. Sunday, May 9, 2010. Two weeks ago, almost every moment of my life was committed to something. School, work, church, volunteering, tutoring, etc. Suddenly, all of that is gone. And I am surprisingly happy about that. I needed a break. It gets tiresome to be "expected" all of the time. Let's go to Chicago. Anonymity. And a giant reflective bean. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Noah and Chris Stuff.
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...leaned in and whispered, the music is inside you...: keeping my head.
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Leaned in and whispered, the music is inside you. Thursday, May 13, 2010. I've waited on you, but never on love. I think our relationship is quite odd. We go from talking about my irregular periods to what defines autism to how much we love ke$ha in barely two breaths. And I told him today that I do not love him; that everything that has happened between us since we were 17 (16? She pulled out a giant list for me, instead of the usual, "what's gluten? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I'm a love monger...
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...leaned in and whispered, the music is inside you...: Feels like home to me...
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Leaned in and whispered, the music is inside you. Monday, September 20, 2010. Feels like home to me. I have no words of my own, if I'm being honest. Strange as it is, it's hard for me to write when I'm happy. :p The words stay stuck, because I'm distracted by the peace I can almost touch in the air. And the things that aren't "happy" right now.aren't worth writing about. So here I am. Student teaching in 3.5 months-ish. My amazing, loving boyfriend is moving here in 32 days. View my complete profile.
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...leaned in and whispered, the music is inside you...: July 2009
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Leaned in and whispered, the music is inside you. Tuesday, July 14, 2009. I found this in the (paper) journal I kept while in Korea. This is one of the things that make me long to live far away, to live on my own.I haven't been honest like this in quite some time:. September 1, 2007. We are Americans in Korea, and. We are damaged people. Even 5,000 miles away from our conservative evangelical university, even months after graduation, we still discuss our scars. Don't know where to eat for dinner? I've co...
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...leaned in and whispered, the music is inside you...: September 2010
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Leaned in and whispered, the music is inside you. Monday, September 20, 2010. Feels like home to me. I have no words of my own, if I'm being honest. Strange as it is, it's hard for me to write when I'm happy. :p The words stay stuck, because I'm distracted by the peace I can almost touch in the air. And the things that aren't "happy" right now.aren't worth writing about. So here I am. Student teaching in 3.5 months-ish. My amazing, loving boyfriend is moving here in 32 days. Saturday, September 11, 2010.
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