Contentment in the Much-Too-Fast Summer

Two and a half weeks left in Btown this summer.

My feelings swing back and forth, from excitement to sadness and a whole range in between.

But overall, I am deeply content.

Days like today are so very ordinary (isn't that wild?  that such a glorious day can be basically normal?)


On Wednesday night, my desk looked like how my mind felt.

My tagline for this summer is from Mumford & Son's song Ditmas: A life lived much too fast to hold onto.  

My summer playlist consists mostly of their album Wilder Mind, the soundtrack from Home, Jon Foreman's The Wonderlands, and the musical Hamilton.  My main problem with this playlist is that I cannot listen to all of them simultaneously.


Today began at 3:45 and was a long but very satisfying day at Crumble.  It is hard for me to believe that I only have a week and a half left of working there, the coffee shop that brought me to Bloomington.  On the way home from work, I swung by Kroger (with four guests spending the night tomorrow.... I figured I'd better have food) and stopped in Hobby Lobby and found these beauties.  ^_^  I feel pretty loved by God...


Also, I found these succulents.  I've realized in the last few months that I really like succulents a lot.  Who knew?
The idea of flourishing in a desert captivates my imagination.


Um, let's talk about friendship.  This dear brother (and his soon to be wife) volunteered to keep ALL my books while I'm in China.  That is a lot of books.  And while it may sound silly, knowing that they have a good home was a serious destressor to me in the packing up/moving across the world process.


And then hanging out and dinner spontaneously with this little boyfriend and his dear family.  There are no words for the depth and breadth of the love that I've experienced living here.

The weather this evening?  Summer perfection.

Also I finally decided (25 years in...) on how I want to describe my eye color.  Sea glass.  ;-)

Finally, not really sure where this fits, but my mom wrote a blog post that managed to put into succinct words so much of what I struggle to explain about my brother Matthew.  It's going to be bouncing around in my head for a while.  

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  1. TobyBoJune 17, 2016 at 10:53 PM

    "Sea glass" works. Do you know how to translate that so you can put that on ID forms?

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