sitting listening to the rain i can't help but be reflective. also, i can't sleep, what with the excitement of a new day of school tomorrow. so, between the cookie and mug of milk, imma do some blogging.

i love my new ward and my new home. i have yet to live in a place that feels like home since living in rogers 93. i'm not even sure how things or places like this happen, but living in the colony is going to be amazing. so many things have already happened that make this place so good. maybe it was cause bo has already been living here, or that i have been able to make friends, or that my roommate kyle is a fellow northwesterner who loves NPR news, whatever the cause, i am very much impressed and excited to be where i am right now.

looking at my walls, i realize i have SO much art. and i love it.

i love the rain. rain is a funny element. to some it brings feelings of snuggling, cleansing, closeness and warmth. to some the rain is the time to open the windows, turn off the lights and listen to smooth jazz and fall asleep. to some the rain brings sadness and loneliness. to us all, the rain means different things at different times.

tonight... i know that the rain mirrors the feelings of a close friend. and all i want to do is help and fix. but i can't. i can only just lend my shoulders to help bear burdens, an ear to listen and prayer to send angels. knowing EXACTLY how they feel is interesting. i know i can relate, but knowing how the feelings they are feeling right now feel makes me want to fix it that much more. tomorrow will be better.

i am blessed.