Pretty neat, isn't it? This is a sky in Ontario, over some unsuspecting farmer's field. I was visiting family there in August, and we were driving along looking at this amazing sky, right at dusk.
Well, here we are yet again. I'm not even going to say sorry for my long absence, I mean, let's get real... there's actually probably only two people in the world who read this.
Things are crazy, life is shifting in almost inexplicable ways that are terrifying, exhilarating, and incredible. I'm looking at the end of the tunnel... I have about half a year left until I'm done highschool, and then out into the wide open world. Eek!
Plus I'm dating, which is still just slightly incomprehensible to me. I mean... still coming to grips with the idea that a person can fit so well into your life and fill the gap that you had, while not actually being a part of you. Isn't it just slightly strange that people are engineered and programmed to be WITH another person? Wouldn't it just save time to give us that partner from square one? Then we wouldn't need to search so hard for that other "One" to give us the content completeness of knowing that all is well.
Then again, maybe if we had that always, we wouldn't value it as much... And, of course, we wouldn't have that absolutely delighted surprise of finding the "One". Maybe that's it... everything's there to gift us with the end result of someone loving us, and in order to be as happy as we are about it, we need to have the surprise of actually finding out that there is someone out there who wants to love us.
But... it's hard to worry about that tonight. I'm finding myself back in the grips of insomnia, humming along to lovely dreamy indie tunes.
There are certain songs that give me very strong "visuals" or touch sensations... "Such Great Heights" by Iron & Wine makes me think of transparent scarves and dandelion clocks... you know, the fluff that children blow away for wishes? And eyelash wishes that people pick up off your cheeks.
Oh boy. I'm rambling. Goodnight! I'll get back to you when I'm a wee bit more sensible.
