Nods Head "No" and Grins

It is 9:10 and I have already showered, been to school, gotten the financial aid matter handled, registered for classes, emailed professors, talked with a dear soul, and taken over the world. Well one is not true. I did not shower. Wait, I did for I wanted to be sparkly clean.

It is raining again. So much rain for Arkansas in the past few months. (Ah, sentence fragments can really punch up a musing.) Jojo and I were endearingly whining about the rain for it is raining here and in Chicago too. I like wearing my glasses for they are fashionable, but in weather like this I either get blotchy due to the rain on the glasses or I look like I have low self-esteem due to looking down at the ground.

Ha. Life is hard today. Nods head "no" and grins.

So, I love rain... when I am indoors.
When I am outdoors, it can prove to be a glasses' worst nightmare.

Good news: I am enrolled in classes.
Bad news: Financial aid is delayed and I shall have to be creative to get books, etc.

Life is hard today. Nods head "no" and grins.

Much love to you today and wishing you a fun day in the rain.

Dancing the rain dance like I am eight and without a care in the world,
Dustin

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The Unbroken Thread

Happy Christmas. It is upon us in this hour, this time, this day... after all the fuss, the frenetic pace, it smiles as it does each year finding us in some of the same places and in some different phases. I always flip through the rolodex of my life on this day, remembering the last 30 Christmases (well I guess I don't remember the first few that well) like they are all connected in one amazing thread charting my successes, my growth, my defeats, my darkness, and my light. Technically Christmas has not really begun. I have not done the ritual of heading to my Mom's and opening gifts and waltzing to see our Christmas film, but I have already been touched by Christmas. I write a lot, in this land of musings I have shared 257 writings with you, my friend, my reader spirits. Much has happened in these past two years, but let me simply write that I was not sure that I would ever enjoy Christmas again, ever really feel connected to it, no matter what I tried to do, I felt adrift ...

Loving the Squiggly

I was typing the other day and instead of hitting the ! key I hit the ~ key. Two odd altercations happened between two friends and me via facebook so I have deactivated my account for a bit. It was hurtful and unexpected. So when I hit the ~ key it made me smile and forget all that nonsense. ~ ~~~~~~~~ ~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~ ~~~~ ~~~~~~~~ ~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Dustin

Holding the Key

Only I am solid ground. Those whom I love - the new, the familiar - can be my circle, my connections... but the connection to self is the key I have been missing. Peace fills me as I hold the key and begin to unlock the doors of my life. Only I am solid ground and I embrace the beauty of me. Dustin

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