wonderment

sometimes you realize when things are meant to be.
and when you blatantly realize that they aren't,
it's even more miraculous.

la Suisse

"It's not time to worry yet," Atticus reassured him.






It's not time to worry yet.
Metaphorically, I am Switzerland. (No, this is not a veiled reference to a terrible YA book that I won't even deign to mention on my blog.)

I have not gone one way or the other.
I am neutral.

(although it doesn't stop me from hoping.)

(P.S. A certain missionary comes home tomorrow.)

dear...:

remember that time when we were driving in the car and you said the only thing we'd fight about was how we decorated our house?

oh, i just don't know.
you have no idea how much i just don't know.

but i'll revel in my diabolical control for right now. just this once. in five years, i finally have some kind of control.

sincerely,
kayleigh

cryptic stinging fingers

my fingers are stinging as i type this.
i've been learning the guitar for the past hour and can almost successfully play amazing grace. the d chord gets me every time.

then she came in.
there was no reason for her to say what she said.

it's been a week of break-ups. just one, really.
[the one that we all thought would work out.]
and i'd heard it before.
but when she (not the break-upee) told me straight up
what she thought about what i'd heard this is cryptic, i know
i found it unnecessary.

because she doesn't know.
she doesn't know all that went into what i'd heard.

justlikeidon'tknowmuch,either

the process: the thoughts: the talks: the ducks
she doesn't know.

straight up, there was no reason to judge.
ignorance to a situation most definitely doesn't make you an expert on it.
or him.