Saturday, September 03, 2005

Scrub.
a.
dub.
dub.

Taco.
me.
up.

That's life.

Wednesday, August 31, 2005

Here I go again

This feels like the time I was dating Seth and the world just swirled around me in impossibility. I felt very incapable, lost and scared. I look at my calendar and it's speckled with dates, and to-dos, and remembers, and timetables...

Here we are, just God and me standing at the edge of a whole new year, a whole life ahead.

This is your story Hannah, and I want to see you live it well.
~ Curtis

Tuesday, August 30, 2005

No. 1 Crush

I have always had a soft spot for the geeks and the dorks, with the quirky sense of humor and awkward social slant, the shy slouch and the bashful mode of conversation. How they always seem to accomodate, gently, my girlish inquisitiveness and forward questions, tempering my deep, inconsequential questions with polite thought and cautious reply.

Oh the sense of humor.

I enjoy watching the considerate awareness they possess, sensitive to others and trepid in presence. But not without ease and confidence in their selves. It only takes a bit of time before the wall comes down and the presence flows.

I fly all over the place, I appreciate stillness and solidity.

Be sweet, gentle, tall, and thoughtful...
and I'll be smiling at the thought of you.

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My affections run rabidly around, fluttering like a butterfly... or a wrecking ball.

Monday, August 29, 2005

really, nothing really matters.

in other news, I've gotten my life all planned out.