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this movie tickles me to death. hehe
Most of the time I forget that I'm an animal, just like any other animal on this planet. I doubt my instincts. But I was listening to the geese crying as they flew over me and realized this. They move when they hear/feel nature telling them to do so. They don't worry about leaving the nests they've built in the past, they know that they have the strength and knowledge to build another home when they arrive at their new destination. I want that to be like my life. I want to trust that I have the ability to recreate my life over and over again with every new adventure. To make a home where ever I arrive.
is a feeling I'm becoming more and more sensitive to. When I feel it, I know what must be done, left behind, or pursued. When I ignore that feeling out of fear, I dull my awareness of what I truly desire, I feel lost and as though my actions do not matter. If I act on it, I feel empowered, at peace and happy. I feel its pull, its sweet whisper, but I also hear fear's voice... telling me that I am a disappointment, a failure, and a talentless creature. It tells me if I do not finish things I start and fulfill expectations, I will be miserable and vulnerable and there will be no help for me when times are hard. Fear says that people don't have sympathy for those who shun tradition and chase windy dreams.
This has been such an awesome, awesome spring break so far!! I'm having such a wonderful time exploring the sites of Minnesota with a wonderful girl. I already admire her so much. She's passionate about her nursing career and how she wants to care for people and such a hard worker!
I swear, this place feels like an alternative reality. After almost 20 hours of driving (including a costly detour into Arkansas...oops) I arrived at the house of the sweetest girl I've ever met. My prejudice against melty romance is deteriorating daily. I'm slightly ashamed of my new appreciation for all the things I've made fun of for years...but I think I can get over my self loathing because its just too enjoyable...hehe
I hate this thing. As in "I'm almost in tears just looking at it" hate. Why is this making me so miserable? I want to quit so bad. So bad. But I've spent so much time on this, I know it will look good on my resume, and I don't want to disappoint my advisers. Well, actually I don't give a shit what my primary adviser thinks. She's a moody bitch and I'm tired of jumping through hoops for her. But the head of the honors program is a woman that I admire so very much. I worked for her in her home and I really consider her to be a role model in a lot of ways. I would hate to let her down.
I had a weird dream last night. At the end, I was listening to someone telling a story about revenge. They said that revenge comes from the dark starry night sky god, who loves the innocence and purity of a girl who has never had a lover. Then the girl meets a Faustian character, who represents her transformation, who explores sexuality and worldliness with her. The star god (who looked like an ancient hindu god) takes out his vengeance on both of them by cursing their relationship.