Wish List . . .

I'm lusting after this library (or bookstore, not sure). I wish I could spend some time spoiling my inner book worm by exploring all the floors and shelves.

First day of a new season . . .

Yay, it's officially Winter! I love the moody-colored skies, bright sunshine, and the warm and fuzzy clothes needed to stay alive in the chill XD

Had three finals today, leaving me with a few lab reports to do before the semester comes to an end. I'm grateful for the month-long break.

That Warm and Fuzzy Feeling . . .

Looking out my living room window, I realize that sociopaths probably decorate their houses for Christmas, too. The holidays definitely have a way of connecting people together.

Happy Merry Holidays!

Fighting Off the Cold . . .

Sometimes the only comfort we can get are the quiet rumbling of water boiling in the tea kettle and the sweet anticipation of a warm cup held in hands that are cold for too many reasons.

Every day happenings . . .

I stood in my kitchen today. Made myself take the time out to just be there, to soak up the scent of onions and spices cooking in the pot on the stove. To absorb into my body, my mind, my soul, what I take for granted. It was an attempt to fortify in my memory the scent that I have grown to love and one that represents my dad's cooking, thus a part of him. An attempt to not forget, while knowing it is inevitable. And realizing that the only moment I truly have, is now. The bittersweet feeling rears its ugly head once again.

Thinking outside the garden . . .

"What is a weed? A plant whose virtues have not yet been discovered."
Ralph Waldo Emerson

Slipping Over the Edge . . .