a poem, of sorts

why are your eyes breaking?


because

although the sun is shining, the rain doesnt fall
there is a dance of life and death around
summer has to end and winter will never arrive
absence makes us fonder but also sadder
to love means to lose

adventures bring danger and uncertainty

coffee, even decaf, is not as good without you
barefeet-ed weddings bring hurricanes
where bones become an army, life exists
even scotland has botched jobs
snow will never fall for the first time in montpellier

red spirals below a glass surface

and breaks

finding brasstown

on a saturday adventure, brandon and i traversed the pathways and highways of northwestern south carolina. we found an abundance of beauty and a few places to photograph. here are a few of my favorites:

a new space in the world

i have a new residence. its in central, sc. i am finding that central is not very central to my life. i seem to be ten minutes from everything [except anderson and greenville]. ten from work. ten from church. ten from friends. ten from brandon. but i am within walking distance from internet and coffee. that is a nice bonus. its a very green residence. i dont mean its good for the environment. [i dont like that term "going green," by the way. it steals a favorite phrase and covers it with all sorts of connotations- negative and positive.] my walls have green frames, my clothing rests on green shelves, my kitchen is divided from my living room with green fabric. my neighbors are invisible and silent. i love my apartment. i love living on my own, most of the time. when its good, its very very good. but when its bad, its rather bad. and so, i am learning much about myself. about what makes me happy. about how to listen to the silences. about when to turn music up loudly and sing to myself. what food i like. how much i eat. how much trash i create. how quickly dirty laundry piles up. its an adventure with only myself. sometimes i get along well with me. other times, i hate me. but here i am, this is my life.