Today was wonderful.  Light and easy.  I woke up the first time at eleven and noticed that it had snowed.  The sky was grey and gloomy so I went back to sleep.  When I woke up again at one, the sky was blue, the sun was warm, and most of the snow had already melted on the roof outside my window. I put on some Paul Baloche and began my day on a very good note.

Everyone comes home from winter break tomorrow.  Phil’s been playing shows with his sister, recording with random people, and hitting up bars with Bon Iver.  He’ll be back home in the middle of the day I suppose.  We would usually go play raquetball, but my stupid knee is unreasonably messed up right now.  My mom thinks it just needs a loot of Advil, but I think there’s something else wrong with it.  Here’s hoping I’m wrong.  Alyssa comes home tomrrow too, along with Amanda and Reandra.  I love those girls.  Barry will be back from a missions trip on Thursday, Kyle and John on Friday (I think?).  Classes start next Tuesday, and I’ll be back into the swing of things.  

As much as I adore break for the chance it gives me to relax and catch up on sleep, I’m pumped to have my days occupied again.  School and work are good things to spend your day doing.  When I hate them, like everyone does sometimes, I try to remember to be thankful to be working and thankful to be learning.  That’s a blessing.

This post was rather meaningless and sort of stream-of-consciousness.  That’s okay.  Listening to Mew at 1:30 in the morning can make you write that way.  I adore that band, by the way.  Way to be creative guys.  Way to be from Denmark.

 

That’s all.