mood: bad
music: belle and sebastian -dear catastrophe waitress

it's a struggle. i just have to make it to nov 5 and everything will be okay. i'm going to go to my brother's house for the weekend and regain some sense of sanity. the problem is not that we haven't had an adequate number of breaks, it's just that i've stayed here during all of them. i need to get away. i grow so weary of...people. there are probably about 6 that i can still stand to spend close, intimate time with. the boulevard, the facebook, and taize services do mitigate the severity somewhat. god, i always feel so balanced and grounded after taize. but more and more i find i can't concentrate as much during the service and i can't hold on to the feeling as long.


right. just need to get away. sign off aim, refrain from checking my email, and turn my cell phone off.

a true break from the world. wouldn't that be novel? what a beautiful idea.