Summer classes come to a close on Monday morning. On Tuesday I'll be heading up to Massachusetts for roughly a week, perhaps longer, I'm not entirely sure.
I do know that I have a lot to read, reflect on, and write about. I'm really looking forward to taking some long drives, by myself, and thinking a lot of things over. It's really easy to get wrapped up in the busyness of the city, even in my down-times I feel the need to be doing something 'more productive'.
So, in specificity, I hope to finish 'Teach with your Heart' by Erin Gruwell and start 'The Screwtape Letters' by C.S. Lewis. I've also been meaning to reread and comment on past journals; I briefly retrieved my journal from the summer of 2005 (the last time I can remember having a summer as epic as this one) and was immediately struck at the down-right honesty and naivete of the 'me' of that era...I don't know if I've become more a believer in discretion, or lazy, but I definitely don't write with that much gusto any longer--and I know, I've been saying that this needs to change, but I think it's clear now that I need to actually DO. I definitely don't want to lose these years that I'm living now. I also want to start getting together the formulating ideas for an art project...I feel the need to paint at least one project, we'll see what that leads to.
Anyways, off to bed I go; much studying needs to get done in the next two days, before any of the fun stuff can actually happen.
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