Sapphire and faded jeans

My hands smell like the nasty candle in our hall bathroom. Normally I would hate that but for some reason on this brisk evening it's not that bad.
Thanksgiving was very nice and very different but still very nice.
My family made 5 pies...there are 5 people in our family.
Mine was the worst. Winter's was the best. I didn't try any others.
I'm back in my room waiting for Nikkie to come back (1 hour left!)
There will be hugging and laughing and praising God that she is back on American soil.
Hope 202 is kinda messy at the moment with piles of clothes all over the place.
The pile I'm most proud of (because some people are proud of piles) is the one of clothes that need to go back to Cam. Because I don't wear the same things that I wore in high school but for some reason I found it necessary to bring them here anyway. I'm not really sure why.
I'm excited about next year and the thought of a kitchen and antiques and pasta.
I'm going to go try and take a philosophy class somewhere in Norcal over Christmas. God willing.

I crinkeled my nose when i started writing this...

"worlds apart"

It's hard to grasp the amount of time that has gone by since the last time I talk with this person.
And it's even harder to grasp all that has transpired since I last saw them.

I'm not really sure what to make of the changes I see in them and in me.

But I need to remember that this friendship is blessed and has been for quite some time.

There are more road trips to be had.

"then looking upward"

tell me when to say when.

"i've built my life around you"

I've been waiting for you for a while now.
I've been praying for the sight of you that it would come sooner than later.

I finally saw you today.
I saw your depth and you reminded me of a desert.
You were so spread out, not quite spread thin.
I saw all the layers and all the colors.
All the space you were taking up in my mind.

All that you would show me in this season and
all that I saw in the last.

And then I was reminded to thank God for you.