visual catch-up
"I want to write and blog a lot this summer," I said. Which, in retrospect, is just as hilarious as my other pre-summer self-promise: "I want to keep my room exceptionally clean this summer." Well it's almost August and I have blogged once (let's not talk about my room), but I have reasons!: 1. Previous stages of life have left me with copious reflection and writings thereof, while this summer has entailed more living than reflection. 2. My Dino-Computer heretically tests my patience beyond what I can bear. 3. I have spent most of my free time taking advantage of the fact that, for this short, sweet window of only two months, my boyfriend lives 10 minutes away instead of 2.5 hours away. Bliss. 4. My hippie-ish heart (which has, ever since a choir tour to the West Coast, magnified to dangerous levels where I daily dream about butt-length hair and gardens and nature living and makeupless, showerless days because trees don't care how I look or sm...