I probably just haven’t had enough sleep and have spent too much time in airports and airplanes the past 36 hours, but Connor—hallucinatingthings—is sending me snapchats that are making me laugh out loud in the Houston airport.
Thankful for Quakerism on days like today, when things seem so overwhelming and a lot is up in the air, and having a committee of beloved Friends help in the discernment process is very much a thing.
I’m grateful I’m finally seeing what community (and discernment, especially in the context of community) really means, which gives me peace as I travel home from visiting one of the many places that could very well be home in less than nine months.
Take me to your best friend’s house
Marmalade we’re making out ohhh yeah
Too often “I have too much to do” really means “I’d rather sit here and listen to music and put off productive work than do whatever you’re asking me to do.”
Tyler and Hye Sung isn’t home so I’m playing the blackest of black music I could think of to baptize Tyler’s house with rhythm and soul.
I bet you the next time someone falls out in the spirit here they’ll fall forward and start break dancing.
I need Jherrel to come back to Memphis. (And do this to my house now—I live with my parents.)
sCrOlLiNg ThRoUgH mY oLd TuMbLr PoStS bEcAuSe ClAsS iS bOriNg
it’s that time of the semester when i organize my laptop files and still don’t do anything school related