escape

...and we'll just choose a few hours and erase them from our schedules. They simply won't exist, sort of an anti-schedule. Your day will only have 22 hours instead of 24. 1pm, 2pm, 4pm, 5pm will be the accepted daytime rhythm. In that empty space, we'll create meaning and find existence we previously were unaware of. We'll escape into our own wardrobe for a few hours, and come back; maybe not wiser, but with the sweet taste of a laugh on our lips, and a twinkle in our eyes that speaks deeper to your soul than any word ever could.

Thoughts from an open window

The crickets are the most beautiful sound in the world at this very moment. They wash over me memories of home. The cool wind gently creeps its way into my living space, nudging and poking in the most comforting of ways. Welcome back, old friend. Soon you'll be joined by my thicker blankets. But I welcome you.

There is peace and solace in the silence of the night. Come with me to find it. At a moments notice, the silence will be momentarily deafening as our brains recall what it is again that we've been missing.

Close your eyes. Breathe deep. Rest.

Dealing

We all have those days, and it sucks when you have them. And when you see someone else have them, it's so easy to say "shake it off" because at that moment, it's what you would do. You're not having a bad day. A roommate just had his $700 bike stolen from the driveway today. Bike lock was cut clean in half. Man, that sucks. And...I almost feel guilty for having a good day. I bought a $50 ring from Wal-Mart to cover up the tattoo on my finger at work. The guy I'm training with informed me he had a spare ring I could borrow/have (not sure on that). So I tried returning it two days ago and they wouldn't let me because of a small technicality. And sometimes I go with the flow a little too much. I understood the technicality, and I walked away, but then I thought "That's $50 I'll never see again spent on something I am not going to use". So I went back today and successfully returned it.
Life throws you curves. And let me tell you this, it is not because you're a bad person, it is not because God is "punishing" you. Bad things happen to good people, bad things happen to bad people, good things happen to good people, good things happen to bad people. That's just the way it is. But you have to trust that no matter where you fall in that spectrum, God is still there and is still in control. It may not seem like it on days when you get your bike stolen, but He is.