“…miles of air and road and land are seperating me from all my plans…”

title – Hellogoodbye, Call N’ Return

 

“i am thinking it’s a sign
that the freckles in our eyes are mirror images
and when we kiss they’re perfectly aligned
and I have to speculate
that God himself did make
us into corresponding shapes
like puzzle pieces from the clay…”

 

Wednesday?  Ahh!  Wednesday, it is.  Definitely.  Middle of the week.
It’s been a long day.

But an amazing day!

   My day started out, waking up to rain, lots of it.  So instead of getting up when I promised myself I would, I stayed in bed and dove into a book for another hour and a half.  Didn’t really discover any new favorite lines but I’m almost to the climax of the book, if you want to call it that.
     I missed an important call whilst in the shower around 3:40p.  The job I was hired for wasn’t scheduled to start until November 17th but fate stepped in and I actually begin on Monday the 13th… of October!    So, needless to say, I danced a little jig and let out a scream before even hanging up the phone (slightly embarassing).  Either way, I was very excited, am currently very excited… my first real job.  Whoo!
     Another exciting thing, as of yesterday, I am currectly being courted by Jared via jars.  Ahahaa, joke, joke, kid.  Well, not really joking, just about the jars.  (Courting – quarting)  Moving along.  He’s a catch and a keeper, I am convinced.  Intelligent.  Tall.  Dark.  Handsome.  Witty.  Hilarious.  And we both bite out nails.
     I feel like I’m missing something.

All in all, an excellent day.    Grin.

OH, here are pictures of Whitney’s hair.  I don’t mean to be a spoiler. (Hope you don’t mind, W.)

    

 So, with the new job comes Orientation at 9 am.    Sleep well, world. xoxo

“true, it may seem like a stretch
but its thoughts like this that catch
my troubled head when you’re away
when i am missing you to death
when you are out there on the road
for several weeks of shows
and when you scan the radio 
i hope this song will guide you home

they will see us waving from such great heights,
“come down now”, they’ll say
but everything looks perfect from far away,
“come down now”, but we’ll stay…

i tried my best to leave
this all on your machine
but the persistent beat it sounded thin
upon listening
and that frankly will not fly
you will hear the shrillest highs
and lowest lows with the windows down
when this is guiding you home

they will see us waving from such great heights…”

Postal Service, Such Great Heights

Or if you enjoy Iron & Wine’s rendition

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