accumulated thoughts

hey everyone. love you all to the moon and back. there are a lot of things i've been wanting to say for a while, but quite frankly really haven't gotten around to doing.

firstly--ian, you really are the man, i love reading your blog posts...especially the latest introductions about your (mis)adventures in Italy. Awesome. sometimes i just sit there and refresh the page a billion times hoping that another diary entry will pop up, even if i know it won't. those entries make my day. love you!

so FIRST, there's been a lot of mountain school in my life lately. just quiet little reminders, soft and piercing as a ray of light. that sounds super duper corny, but it's true, you know? those little touches that just brush by you, but somehow shoot right to your core. that's what a reminder of mountain school feels like. in my short story class, we recently read "good country people," by flannery o'connor. and we had a fairly good discussion, but nothing on par with english class. no sirree. even though i'm not a ginormous fan of the story, just reading it again, remembering our discussion of it and the room where that took place...brought me back. wow. we also did some sigma notation in calculus--a small amount (which was probably way better for my grade in all honesty), but still something. shout out to precalc! these are just the tip of the iceberg, as i honestly cannot remember all the other little details, but there have been plenty more. and, of course, sugaring. sugaring, sugaring, sugaring. that obviously brought a whole lot of tms back into my life.

secondly...there's a quote/story/general train of thought i want to share with you guys. i guess this is a humble style thing to say. i've always hated one thing about dreams, and that's that when they're absolutely amazing, once you wake up, it's all gone, and you can't really remember it for more than a day or so. not as vividly, at least. when i think about you all, it's as if we all shared the same dream, the most wonderful, beautiful, most delightful amazing blissful dream, but didn't ever know each other in real life. when we go away from each other, it's like waking up from the dream, but seeing people again, or talking with them again--that makes the dream start up, right where it left off. but it's not a dream, it's all real. and that's so beautiful to me. I'm so grateful i have you and the teachers and the sheep and the goats and the cows and the chickens and nigel and EVERYONE else in my life. dr. seuss once said, "you know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams." that's what i think of when i think about mountain school.