Expectation is the root of all heartache

Catching up with old friends, shopping for things I can't afford, finding out sno-cones can be "stuffed."  Williamsburg.

Sunday is a day for catching up!  I've heard from nearly everyone that matters to me today.

One of my biggest fears in leaving my beautiful life in Harrisonburg was that I'd lost my "sounding board."  Thank god for Skype, for cell phones, for text messages... for never really losing touch.

Finally getting my room together.  The best kinds of fresh starts begin with organization!

Wishlist:
1. Large, black-framed perspective photo of the Eiffel Tower.
2. New lamp
3. Cute boxes for storage

"Oh, what a rumpus!"
"I don't even know what a rumpus is!"
"Well, perhaps that's part of the problem..."

Sometimes the most exciting thing about going to bed is knowing that there's a cup of coffee waiting for me on the flip-side of this pillow.  Life's grand :)

Imperceptible Smile

1. Beach

2. Wedding

3. Chocolate coffee

4. Birthday Dinner

5. Think myself silly

That's a list of things I did today.

That's funny because she took one meaning of the word "tuning..."

Amazing dinner with old friends tonight.  After a long week of wondering if this place will ever feel like home again, it's nice to laugh myself silly over a glass milk bottle.

This is a picture from last night.

Thanks for tuning in.

...See what I did there?

Human Again

 Going to see Ingrid, because that is something I can't do enough.

Finished my MAT thesis proposal an hour ago.

Have a new life-plan possibility brewing in my mind.

Am apparently into sentence fragments today.

Turning Page

I want to live like this dance feels.

As per chapter six in Gretchen Rubin's The Happiness Project, I am making a resolution for a one sentence blog every day in August.

If you haven't read this book, 

drop what you're doing

and Do it Now.

I feel as though this is the perfect way for me to catch a thousand fleeting memories.  Even though I'm cheating and today's entry is going to be a lot more than a sentence.

Meet Nelly.  It's love at first strum.

Who lives in this sad, lonely place? 

Remember when it was once the cutest apartment in the mill?  

Full of love, laughter, and admittedly some gas.  

I'm not emotionally prepared to write what I really feel

about leaving Harrisonburg behind...

(I tried, though.)

So, for now. Thank you.

No place has ever felt as much like home.

Updates, downdates... all-around dates.

Apparently my roommates have had a semester-long running joke about the potentiality of me being a spy because they never know where I am or what I'm doing.  And that doesn't surprise me, because I rarely know where I am these days either.

I spent a few weeks in Virginia Beach where I'll be student teaching in the second grade this fall.  Whenever I am home, I fall in love.  I see myself in an apartment by the beach or in Ghent, close to my family, my brother and sister in law.  I don't know, I don't know where I'll end up... but I know I'll have a puppy.

Currently I'm in Harrisonburg, taking summer classes and watching more MadMen than any person should.  It's lovely albeit bittersweet.  I am so keenly aware of the finite nature of this summer.  August first, I leave Harrisonburg for the last time.  Man I'm gonna miss those $17 grocery bills, farmers markets, $1 mimosas at the Nile... and that's just Harrisonburg.  I've already grown to miss so much of JMU.  

--Alright.  That's enough of this love letter to this city.

I went to four weddings in four weeks:

Each wedding was beautiful in its own way, and each intensely personal and valuable to me.  Weddings are such a interesting form of personal expression, and I loved that I could feel each couple and their personalities in each of their respective big days.

It's also so crazy to think that 3 of these four couples are my age.  I'll let that factoid linger, I'm not yer prepared for any sort of commentary on it.

A summer reads update:  I've just finished Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children, and I'm contemplating a restart of Game of Thrones.  What are you guys reading?