So it was my last day in my last English class for college. It left me in high spirits. Proud that I made it all semester, proud that I got out a 10 page paper, something I thought I would never be able to do.
Now as it gets closer to Christmas, I find myself wondering where the snow is? I do love the sky before a snow storm. I love the smell of the clean snow. I love how peaceful it is watching the snow fall. I love the crunch when you walk in that first snow before it's shoveled. There is something very sad though for me, some darkness that I feel when I hear a certain Christmas music, like Manhattan steamroller, of transyberrian *how to spell that lol that can't be close*. it makes me sad, blue...Makes it worse when I'm in my room, watching it snow silently in the night. Makes me long for something I can't even describe, just...long for.
I went to my cousin's choir concert tonight. He's more like my nephew and I love him to death. He's sleeping in my front room as a matter of fact tonight.
We found a very very perfect townhouse tonight and I hope beyond hope that we can call it home very soon!
I am already thinking about next semesters classes and I'm not even done with all my finals. :) I guess that ok.
Let's start something new, let's start something me and you, all we need is imagination, and a little dab of glue, let's try something new...let's try something newwwwww....