Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Monday, November 16, 2009
The cold season is approaching and although I hate how my hands get very cold when I am outside or even inside if the heater is not on, there is something somber about the mood of winter that somehow just feels right. Or wrong, at times. It depends on a variety of things to determine my mood. Mostly, I am happy, or I convince myself to be. After all, life consists of so many wonderful things to rejoice about. The laughter of children, babies smiling at you making your hearts flutter, whispering sweet nothings to your loved ones. But I am also nervous. Nervous about the scholarship extension, nervous(but excited) about the future and everything in between. But if there is any place I want to be right now, it's home. Home where you can be you.