this is such a weird season for me; between dependence and independence. discovering, not on my own, who i am apart from [insert person or inanimate object or something one does]. and it's not appealing most of the time. and it hurts more often than not. and i'm not articulate enough at this moment to summarize how excruciatingly weird it is. maybe i'll be articulate tomorrow. :)
and even though i miss the smell of new clothes, i know that other things are more important. like dancing before His throne. like actually thinking through things and writing daily. like walking the streets with no destination in mind. like paying off loans. like savoring fresh air. like conversations until two in the morning with sisters or bosom buddies.
like learning to ride a bike proficiently. which i will do this summer. and the sidewalks will be mine. :)
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