It is very very still, and dark and beautiful and snowy, on my college campus at 4am. Unable to sleep as I contemplate my harsh treatment of a good friend and my true calling (which is very far from how I've acted), I bundled up over my pajamas and ventured out into the night. Our giant Christmas tree is lit, beautiful, and the peaceful manger scene already has its Jesus inside. It snowed a bit, then stopped. Cold, clean, quiet air is good for the spirit (but bad for my cold). I feel alright but still doubt I'll be able to sleep. This entry is going nowhere, and I think it has arrived. Goodnight.
Rosa Quietus · Tue Dec 13, 2005 @ 10:20am · 0 Comments |