I write about what I've eaten or who I've seen when I'm not feeling especially emotional, angry, sad, what have you. Then I am feeling Blank. And when I am those things... it's circles. Today I am everything. Name an emotion and I'll quote you the time of day I experienced it.

Saw a documentary for free and by accident yesterday. Courtesy of Isaac (friend of Rachel and Nora's), who we ran into on the sidewalk, hopped in the car and off we went. It is on the Ballet Russes.. A ballet company formed in the 1930's in Europe. Three young Russian girls were its main attraction. The first time girls under 14 were prima ballerinas. So interesting and hilarious because most of the performers were alive for interviews and there is nothing I love more than a 90 year old man talking about pirouettes and having footage of an old Russian woman flirting with him. Priceless... or free, since it was.


Tonight we're cooking for David before his thesis presentation. Someone a couple of weeks ago said "Oh and then the annoying stuff like buying groceries. We'll have to do that stuff when we go back." Hmm, I love buying groceries and making food. I'm excited since my culinary skills have only been extended to dethawing frozen spinach and pouring hot water on oatmeal.

My sleeping is so erratic. Woke up at 3:15 last night, made a phone call, and then went to bed at 4:30.. not because I was tired, but because Phil was exhausted. I'm very happy he's working at the WC this semester and next. The MOC position fits him well, from what I've heard and I really want to work on some ideas with him.. to the best of my ability. Went back to sleep because there was nothing else to do and here I am ... 10:30 a.m. and I've been awake for four hours already.

The Equality Ride that came to Eastern yesterday was interesting enough. Some guy from Repent America was handing out leaflets and a lot of people were arguing. Nora walked away saying "This is silly. I'm going to Wawa!" Wiser words were never spoken. Those people do not want to listen and the only possible outcome with one of them would be higher blood pressure. There is more to say, but my library time is running out.

Paoli, PA is nice... small town complete with its library, starbucks, little municipal building, apartment complexes, and tree lined streets with two-story family homes. Nice paved streets, sidewalks, and manufactured green everywhere. Everything is so compartmentalized, tidy, even, and orderly. What's that like? Cement and wires contrasting against a purposefully planted tree with three tulips in front of it. Just three.
I walked on the overpass to get to the library and imagined the jungles of Kerala. Saw the big leaves, flowers, rivers. Heard the birds and insects. Saw and heard it all while staring at a construction site.

I am staying with Rachel today and Nora tomorrow. Maybe ending up home on Thursday. Being around them is warm, insulated. They are family to me, closer than perhaps. The level of comfort and ease that envelopes me in their presence is so invigorating after being away from it for so long. Laughter and sincerity both come easy at their appropriate times. We know how to finish the other's sentences and we can all find refuge in comfortable silence when need be. It's something extraordinary that I can only fully appreciate now after having been without.
I don't want to leave and I don't want to be anywhere else.