Tuesday, May 6, 2008

21. half way (almost)

  • I love that I can do this anywhere, that it’s morning and i can here birds singing outside, that the wind has died down. I love Randy. I love that I can dream of mundane things and feel that they are just as sacred. I love that I have friends to write with. I love the spring, the month of May, some moisture in the air. I love my new contact lenses. I love that I am going to look at bikes tonight. I love my boss, she is one of the kindest women I have ever met. I love grass and stars and musical telephone poles. I love that my kitty friend waits outside my door for me to wake up. I love that I am loved. I love my mom. I love my room mates. I love love. I love my special toast in the morning.



Love Loves Holly. Holly is Loved by Love it's self.
I love love and I love Holly , Love Loves Me too.
I love being alone (but not always)
I love Magical moments ( but I don't expect them)
I love to draw. ( And write)
I love to Love. To live is to love and to love is to give .


I love Mexican food even though I am a vegitarian.(Enchalatas) Mostly.

Holly said...

Wow, TJ! Thanks for the love. You are loving.