Tuesday, September 21, 2010

heels are only appealing in the store.

Sometimes I go somewhere in the middle of the day just because I can. It reminds me of those days in high school where I got to leave school early. Driving away from school I would feel freedom like none other. I always felt like I was somehow beating the system. Now that I can just run out to my car and leave if I so choose it takes a bit of the daredevil aspect away; however, I still get the same thrill. It's in those moments I roll down the windows, turn the music up and go spend $1.62 on coffee even though I could totally save the money and the drive if I just made my own pot of joe like I do every other day. But why? "Life is short, put a sticker on your car."

Are you allowed to quote yourself?

I must be going through some sort of "Mid-Semester Crisis." Everything school related currently seems like death. (Minus Personal Finance at 8 am- I actually love that.) But in all seriousness, I just saw a woman at Starbucks, dressed in heels with her briefcase, and I wanted to run as fast as I could away from her. It was the most unappealing site I have seen in awhile. I want to be an Art Major... but seriously, what would I do with that? I just declared Communication Studies last week. I want to talk to people about life and go to other countries and sing worship songs.

I had an hour and a half break in between classes. I should be reading because I am definitely going to have a quiz in a few hours. What did I do? Make myself an omelet, go to Starbucks, look up what it takes to be an art major, and write this. Because honestly, if I didn't write down everything that I was thinking... I would go crazy.

"Pray for him- just the basics- his safety, his walk"



I want to do one of three things right now. Run, Paint, or Write. None of that involves going to class... shame that's what I have to do.

peace.

2 comments:

Bradley Shea said...

holy Insight!(not in the theological way, but in the phraseological way..)
I miss your brain.
I have no wisdom for you, and frankly I know this isn't the sort of post that should be commented on, but I miss knowing that you are alive, and it's nice to know that I don't struggle against life alone.
Love you dear, I'm praying for your basics.

Shea.

sarah madeline said...

Shea! It meant so much that you commented on this actually. Love you and miss you friend.