Through Painted Deserts

 i miss you

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Today was a rather uneventful day with the occasional spark of spontaneity. This morning, however, was full of cursing at the sky, and mumbled words of self defeat. My alarm going off an hour earlier than planned gave the day a grim feel, and spilling coffee on myself did not help. how did i get out of this mess, you ask? By sticking to a routine that my dearest friend Caroline inspired me to establish. im sure by now you're asking: what is the method to your madness (or happiness as i call it)?! simple: coffee and a book. do everything you have to do before time to leave so you're not worried about rushing for time. and sit down with a cup of your favorite drink and read a few pages. its amazing what 20 minutes of reading can do to your day. At this moment in time i am currently reading Through Painted Deserts by Don Miller. what an exquisite writer. the way he describes the grand canyon and the sunrise. its a feel good book to say the least. the mornings also give me a lot of time to think. and so invite you into my thoughts throughout the day:

In retrospect, its so strange that i've gotten to this place. this place of reading books and drinking coffee. this place of being a good student and really enjoying school. this place of missing people and places so bad my heart aches. how did i become this person. this well rounded person. one who's life doesnt revolve around sports, but school and helping others. this "new me" is starting to grow on me. i feel so ALIVE. this past year has been hell on the heart. but maybe the reason those things happened was to make me this person. so now i look back, and i am grateful for the struggles and triumphs of this year.

"Ndakasimba Kana Makasimbawo"

All my love,
Em