observations.

may 2010. our last night in austin

(april 2009 i rode the ferris wheel for the first time. and one year + one month later i could never have predicted everything that would happen.) you said i talk about kerrville a lot and i know this is what memory does and i'm okay with that.

i had a dream last night
and rusting far below me
battered hulls and broken hardships
leviathan and lonely
i was thirsty so I drank
and though it was salt water
there was something ‘bout the way
it tasted so familiar

time, love.

time, love.

time, love.

it's only a change of time.

i can't decide if i look old or young in that picture. i feel both. in 3 days i will be 20.

doesn't that seem like such a huge number?

(i think) i keep myself on a tight string. i didn't really realize i self-discipline. and i never realized why until now.

and still i'm wondering (how much of my heart to give.) if i have let go (erase the schedule and the lists) just right. or too much. or not enough.

I had a dream last night

And when I opened my eyes

Your shoulder blade, your spine

Were shorelines in the moon light

New worlds for the weary

New lands for the living

I could make it if I tried

I closed my eyes I kept on swimming

change of time by josh ritter (this song makes me cry.)