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Saturday, February 24, 2007
Awakening
there are some things i really love in this world, and waking up to the sound of rain falling steadily is one of them.
it is peaceful, almost. a constant noise which comforts me, and allows me to sleep peacefully.
i also love the smell of freshly baked bread.
of freshly cut wood.
i love talking with people, particularly in small groups, or one on one.
i have been discovering more and more this week that i am indeed an extrovert. people wake me up.
or maybe, being away from the computer screen wakes me up...
i do not really like mess, though my own room and study might beg to differ. at least that is organised mess.
i love and remember things in colour.
i dream in colour.
i love to smile and laugh.
my sense of humour is broad, but only certain moments will i laugh so much i cannot stop and i struggle to breathe.
i love those times.
(awakening - switchfoot... or sara groves)