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It rained all week; it poured. Everything smelled awful. Everything was wet. I loved it. It really was a nice break. I got to play 4 different pianos, and still I love Steinway and Sons the best (: Sigh...someday... Anyways, I love how I didn't get a Jesus high. Because that's not what I needed right now. I needed to know for sure that everything was okay. And I was reassured of that. It's okay to have a passion. It's okay to have a life. It's okay to not be called into missions. It's okay to be okay. And that's that. But I did get myself caught up in something... Uhm. I'm not even sure what to call it. I'm just thinking maybe I shouldn't have brought it up at all. It would have come up eventually, yes. It's just not right. I don't understand how you could. It's not normal. Not that you're normal at all though. Mm, still can't deny those eyes. All in all, it was lovely (: But tomorrow I want to go to the park and sing with Meg! Ahh! I love how little things that relate to songs make me so happy (: I did that alllll week. Lovely mood. I'd like to keep it that way. |
