"Snow lay on the croft and river-bank in undulations softer than the limbs of infancy; it lay with the neatliest finished border on every sloping roof, making the dark-red gables stand out with a new depth of colour; it weighed heavily on the laurels and fir-trees till it fell from them with a shuddering sound; it clothed the rough turnip-field with whiteness and made the sheep look like dark blotches; the gates were all blocked up with the sloping drifts, and here and there a disregarded four-footed beast stood as if petrified 'in recumbent sadness'; there was no gleam, no shadow, for the heavens too were one still, pale cloud-no sound or motion in anything but the dark river that flowed and moaned like an unresting sorrow.
But old Christmas smiled as he laid this cruel-seeming spell on the outdoor world, for he meant to light up home with new brightness, to deepen all the richness of indoor colour, and give a keener edge of delight to the warm fragrance of food; he meant to prepare a sweet imprisonment that would strengthen the primitive fellowship of kindred and make the sunshine of familiar human faces as welcome as the hidden day-star."
-George Elliot, in "The Mill on the Floss"
I am home. It's lovely.
What an amazing semester it has been!! Full of growth-inducing challenges and revelric happenings and memorable oddities.
I am looking forward to 3 weeks of family time, shopping, reading, working, cooking, and many other generally pleasant activities, and then it's back to the books...and lots of them.
I hope everyone has a wonderful Holiday, I miss y'all!
It's 12:53 am, and Sonya is making macaroni and cheese, and Amanda is making fruit salad. I love my roomates. All 6 of us just had an invigorating conversation about whether or not to buy a turtle. We concluded that we would rather have a bearded dragon. Because they're more exciting.
I am busy, and happy, and blessed so far beyond what I deserve.
Too much thought can probably destroy a person. From the inside—from the deepest regions of unorganized thought and random desires and wishes for better things. And yet could we live without it? Not very well. Survive—perhaps. But living is another thing entirely. A thing of light and clouds and endless pointless mind-numbing contemplation of nothing much in particular. To think is wearisome, but it is frustratingly necessary. Without thought there is no beauty, without thought there is no growth or life or love or change. So obviously thought is very good and all, but sometimes it is probably better just to sit down and watch a Disney movie, and not analyze every word and eye-twitch of it. Which can be hard, but it must be done. We must laugh about nothing, and say stupid things, and forget to care-because that also is a crucial part of living. Remembering is good and all—but forgetting can be just as lovely and almost as necessary. Just as long as you don’t forget your social security number or your mom’s name or anything like that. Those things will be handy to have later, when you go out into the beautiful storm-troubled sphere with your no coward soul and “The Circle of Life” stuck in your head.
Anyway, now that I got that out of my system...I love being incredibly busy. Which is good, becuase I am. And classes haven't even started yet. It is so wonderful to see everyone back at FC! I am looking forward to this year so much. I am so blessed to be here and to have the opportunities that I do!
I am once again in Temple Terrace, Florida. And it is raining. Naturally.
It was a wonderful summer.
I am so thankful for the opportunities and experiences that this year holds for me, and so looking forward to seeing all you from school again!