Wednesday we'll say goodbye. And I will miss them.

It's been a while since I have posted something thoughtful. I admit; that's bothered me considerably.

Lately (as a result) I've been thinking about thoughts and thought processes and thoughtfulness. And I've observed how postmodern society (or at least the fraction of it that surrounds me) seems to lack a general consideration for people. It is about action, immediacy, and self-advancement or appearance. Even acts done in the name of caring about other people often have a limited thought-time behind them.

Introspectively, I've come to see how often my own thoughts--even about other people--are egocentric. I place them in relationship to how a word or reaction affects me OR what I gain by influencing that person. I don't want to be that way. I want to carefully think through how each word and action affects the people around me. I have been suffering too much at the words of people spoken carelessly and thoughtlessly lately to align myself with the malignancy of thoughtlessness.

Philippians 2:3 encourages:
Don't be selfish; don't live to make a good impression on others. Be humble, thinking of others as better than yourself.

I wonder if Summer's blogs have formed a support group for annhilated genius somewhere out there in the land of data that once was.

There's this girl named Summer.

She deletes.

Lately, I have enjoyed watching storms.

This particular storm was nifty. On the right side of these photos, you can see a funnel clous beginning to form, which later caused a rather amazing water spout. Sky meets sea.

A few days ago, Nathan and I laid in the hammock watching some serious lightning that lit the black night sky for an hour before following with a torrent of rain and hail. Somehow, it is easier to see the beauty of an actual storm than those that are metaphorical.

My vacation week starts today. I don't really have plans, but I am looking forward to it. Then, summer semester begins again. Maybe it will bring a sense of freshness with it. Like the rain tends to do.

musings

I am

* mesmerized by graffiti on trains. I’d like to study it extensively, and I’d like it to cover some of the walls in my house.

* often found daydreaming about my roses and anticipate their first blooms like a mother anticipates children.

*known to call my roses only by their proper names.

* realizing that God forgives our past but other people never do. They will make you pay and pay and pay for every mistake. And usually these are the church people.

*a family girl.

* prone to be distant and withdrawn, at times impersonal even with people who know me well.

*usually unavailable on the phone.

*from the sky, I am pretty sure. The stars are familiar like Scott Rd. Or maybe it’s a result of the years I spent writing my thesis on stars and metaphysics.

*in love. Really in love.

*wondering what this summer will be like…