a humble servant of a glorious King, discovering joy in words and brokenness and beautiful things.
I shouldn’t have eaten those lovely squares of dark chocolate right before bed… after staying off caffeine for a few months, any time I have a little bit, my heart starts doing jumping jacks and my brain is like THINK AND WRITE ALL THE THINGS!!!
At least I got a breakthrough in one of my big projects. :)
forgive me for asking something that you never knew
for wandering brings dark eyes, and heavy whispers.
for there is no place on this wide earth you can runyou dog yourself like sandals find the ground,
like shadows find a man, like sand finds the eyes
and questions find— the answer?
there is this person in my program who never fails to delight me with his earnestness. he speaks persian, has traveled the world, has five kids, and is working on his ph.d. this man is legit and will make offhand comments like, “oh, you know, this class reminds me of that time I was climbing mountains in afghanistan…”
it’s not even that big of a deal.
like I said, legit.
but anyway, it made me think, why come here, to this landlocked no-place in america, to spend most of your time reading old books?
perhaps because this can be an adventure, too, in its own way? perhaps because you are so open to new experiences that you believe 50 is not too old to drop your job and get your ph.d. in English literature…. just because you’ve always wanted to, for the heck of it.
Have you ever met someone whose existence simply delights you? They may not be your lover, or even a close friend. You may have only met them once, seen them on a metro, pass them on your way to the library. However, your soul grows larger, your heart smiles. Who, and where, and how?