These Blues

So I wrote this yesterday laying outside on the trampoline, wrapped up in a sleeping bag. This is still the first draft - I feel like it needs more, but I wanted to post it anyway.

Today I realized 

that these eyes of mine

took too much sky in

They were once the color 

of a morning grey

now the afternoon blue is in

Can't seem to help

this wide-eyed curiosity

I don't mind taking color from the world I see

but what will it take from me

I wonder if I waited 

would tonight's sky bring

the reds and golden hues

I wonder if I looked 

too hard and long

would I lose these afternoon blues

I Had to Have this Talk with You

I am currently still searching for employment opportunities - that's basically how I spend most of my day, or at least try to. I've applied at quite a variety of jobs: flight attendant, receptionist, substitute teacher, office clerk. If you hear of any openings please let me know!

But, as to more exciting news, Long Beach and I are becoming friends. It was a rocky start but we had a couple DTR's at several local coffee shops and turns out we are going to work through our differences. I mean, we never really had problems, just a lack of knowledge about each other that kept things at a distance, you know? I now have a favorite thing about this place - Viento y Agua. It's a coffee shop about a block and a half down the street from my house and, for just that alone, it's incredible. No, really though, why I really like it is the low-key, laid-back atmosphere - and that every single piece of furniture is different. I still haven't tried the couch and table by the big front window but I've had my eye on it and hopefully next time I'll get the chance. 

Last weekend (not yesterday's weekend but the one before that) I went out to Omaha, Nebraska for my friend Morgan's wedding. It was the most beautiful thing ever. She was the most beautiful ever. I'll admit I fell in love that weekend: with Omaha - well, the Old Market section. If I moved there I would live in that one area and never leave. Except to visit my other love - the Lindstroms. I've never met more generous, kind, and loving people (besides my own parents of course!) I had a blast getting to know them, the area, and just hanging out with fun (new and old) friends. 

Here's a picture of Charissa and I doing what we do best: staying out of trouble... maybe not so true, but at least we are in this picture!

Oh, and you can see my red hair too! I really am enjoying the change. 

Life After College: A Continuing Story

Before the event I felt that graduating would be like walking over a cliff backwards - wow - turns out it is. 

I'm over the edge of the cliff now and repelling myself down the face.... it's nice to know my rope will never break or run out, but there doesn't seem to be a bottom. I don't mean to sound pessimistic - I'm not really. I have every hope that I will eventually get a job, whether that means substitute teaching like I've been planning on, or at the local coffee shop up the street from my house. And patience is at the heart of hope.

Other news: I've purchased a Macbook computer, and it's amazing - fast Internet loading, fast everything, in fact. It's definitely helped with the whole job-searching thing.  

I've painted my toenails pink - a shiny, bright pink. 

My hair is red - or a shade of red which can sometimes be mistaken for light brown, but I refuse to listen to those naysayers who say such things.

I'm reading "Nicholas and Alexandra," a biography on my favorite ruling family.

I have pictures to post from Christmas and New Years - spent with my family who is amazing and I love them and miss them already - but, as I don't have my camera cord with me right now, you will have to wait in suspense for them. My apologies.