i find that in the past week, sleep has not come easy to me. in fact, it has come quite difficultly.
thus, my mind races with nonsensical [sometimes sensical] ideas, dreams, random shallow-dream-esque thoughts that all mold into one in the dark.
and tonight i am thinking of memories. the making of new ones and the resurfacing of old ones.
this past weekend i went to san francisco. beautiful, amazing city. cannot wait to return.
it truly is a foreign city on american soil.
and yet, as i return to marysville this evening, i cannot sleep. i believe its the mixture of the-excitement-of-the-vacation-being-over sadness mixed with anticipation to return to tennessee [and theatre...thank goodness]. so thus, i instantly netflixed a favorite movie of my past [my much younger past]...
new memory [and an addition to chaucer's traveling album]:
and the nextflixing of christmas past:
ah...good, goodnight.
2 comments:
this picture was taken the day after your wedding
i adore your picture. what a beautiful day in san fran. we saw g.baird while we were out here and he described driving across the bridge to a pin:
"i feel like im driving across a dinosaur's back."
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