delight.

So maybe it's May 13th and the sky is colored a solid shade of gray. I love Seattle, I love Seattle, I love Seattle, you say as you walk through the heavy spring rain with a squinty face and soggy shoes.

Maybe learning isn't as easy as it was in the beginning. Maybe I've been running with feelings as fuel and coffee as sleep but I don't know how I could sit still when there's more world to touch with these feet.
Maybe the rain falls so we have to sit with our thoughts.

I don't write down life the way I used to. My thoughts don't crawl in black lines on white.

For all of those I live life with:

We're on our way. We're learning to surrender. Love is louder than all of this damn noise.

Be happy, hungry hearts. Be grateful but don't stand still.

These days may be filled with stacks of required reading, scantrons, cafeteria coffee, and a decent dose of confusion.



But I'm in love with the light in this world.