12:15 PM
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I can't sleep. I have a million thoughts weaving their way through my head.
Suck.
I had a crazy dream last night too. It related to Dr. Who (my new addiction) and going back in time. It was, weird, and hard to explain. Papa was there though, I wish I could have the dream again, just to see him.
3:18 PM
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you know what's incredible to me?
my high school classmates.
there were about 10 of us at my house last night, sitting around smoking hookah for 3 hours
just talking.
most of us hadn't seen each other in 6 months or more but we could all sit and talk about what had been going on in our lives
we talked about serious things
about past, present and future
at the end of the night...which was around 4 a.m. i realized that these people would forever be the ones that i trust the most in my life
it's incredible how easily we can just open up to each other, fill each other in on what's going on. even the painful things.
incredibly personal and painful things.
after i moved to iowa i realized i'd never have lifetime friends, the friends you grow up with your whole life. and i mourned for the loss of that. i look back on that now and realize how very very wrong i was. i do have lifelong friends.
i love them all so much.
12:35 PM
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Something we did as an exercise to get to know each other in my CI 204 class. I really like how mine turned out.
I am from chlorinated pools, ice cold Coke, red ant hills and silly jokes.
I am from scorching asphalt, sticky heat, mosquito bites and ice cream treats.
I am the blue hydrangea, red clay, magnolia tree and no snow days.
I am from Low Country Boils, laughing with claps and from Papa's clever treasure maps.
I am strength when there is no answer and a daughter who watched her mom beat cancer.
I am the ballerina waiting backstage and scribbled words on a diary page.
I am from holding my sister when her friend left this world and teaching cheerleading to little girls.
From "What kind of Coke do y'all want to drink?" and "Please put your dishes in the kitchen sink."
From Southern Baptist hymns and "If you're listenin' say 'Amen.'"
I am from North and South, fried okra and strawberries stuffed in my mouth.