Words.

I don't write here as much. I have been trying to write more in my Moleskine, but there is always this terrifying thing about watching my hand move across the page knowing that my words are in ink... and one day maybe I will lose the book and it will be found by  a stranger and I will be read by someone I never knew... even more terrifying is the notion that those that I know and love will one day pour themselves over the pages and read my inner thoughts, my hopes, heart dreams, judgements, hurts, hardships... and more then the things intimate and specific to me, the most wonderful stories of love I have ever experienced will no longer be secrets. In light of writing more on the page with a pen, the time I have spent sitting here with my computer and just rambling about whatever song lyric I happen to be obsessed with, or whatever issue of the heart I am working through has diminished. I got an email today from a close friend asking where the blog entries went. I struggle tonight as I sit here because I don't want to say anything here that I have not already trusted a friend with. I want to be sure that I am continuing to invest in relationships that matter, and not taking each random thought, feeling, or struggle to be only vented in the context of the world wide web. But, I don't really have words for what I am thinking these days but wanted to write anyway. 

Tomorrow begins what will be a very very busy 12 days. I am going out to Richmond to pick up one picture from the Gallery as the exhibit closed today, and I actually SOLD my picture of the boat in Thailand. I can't believe it... I'm thrilled. I will wake up, get ready, put on a fun dress and head out for my drive out across the mountain to the city... and will take myself out to lunch to hopefully see my favorite bartender at the Cheesecake Factory. While not particularly thrilled about the drive, I am ready with a sermon or two and am looking forward to the familiar comfort of the 6 weeks I spent this spring going to class. I miss the schedule of the class and the stimulation, which is good momentum to build as I prepare for Italy. 

Oh yes my European Adventure. Next blog post I will write about that... but for now I must go to bed. 

Love.Love.

Me