“there’s no magic here—its just me wishing you would appear, but if was a prince, I’d ride my white horse to your apartment in downtown New York, I’d get down on my knee, pull out the ring and we’d settle this.”—"if I was a prince," Josh Bales
we went away for Easter this weekend and had the most relaxing time—it was just what the doctor ordered in preparation for exam week! one of my favorite times of the weekend was spent at Lowcountry Produce, an amazing little treasure. I had a pimento burger and chocolate covered strawberries.
now I’m back in the library—hunkering down for a long week!
I thought about taking a picture of the orange I was eating today, but instead I just want to tell you that it was refreshing and it was an almost-neon orange color. and it came at a good time, in between classes. I only had one problem: the orange squirted me and my shirt got dirty. Its not a big deal though because the orange was delicious.
“I hope spring has found its way to both south carolina and to your heart…I’ll be praying for a deep spring in your heart. And in the hearts of those around you.”—thankful for encouraging words from a dear friend
“she likes to imagine that she has a touch of brilliance herself, just a hint of it, though she knows most people probably walk around with similar hopeful suspicions curled up like tiny fists inside them.”
“Flourishing with the peonies, thriving straight up
the scabbed knees of the snapdragons,
damn near dallying there among the day lilies,
and fists full of morning glories, once again I find myself
thinking about free will and destiny.”—"Even Weeding the Flowerbed," Lisa J. Starr