holiday spaces

i often go out pacing when all i want to do is stay inside
and look out the window with you
~Seabear

i'm on my 18th day of away-from-home-ness

just about the fullest eighteen days ever

since i am horrible at gathering time into words,
and for the sake of not becoming completely incoherent,
we will just skip over that period of moments.
*laugh*
evil child, i know.

let's talk about my Abba.
because He's been a constant factor.
He loves me so hard,
i would shatter if it weren't for the protection of His Son.

let's talk about worth.
the miracle of how i am worthy to glorify the Creator,
not because of anything that i've emitted...
but through the adornment of those about me.
let's marvel on that.

let's talk about weather.
how beautimous it is to wake up without sweat on the small of your back.
walking against cool breezes.

let's talk about showers.
how they are always a surprise in pleasure,
and never quite as soothing as in your own bathroom.
somehow my shampoo smells stronger in strange lands.

let's talk about fruit.
fresh and continual.
i'm living on it,
oh...
and fresh beans off the plant.
heaven.

let's talk about missing.
hugs
little barefeet
persistent voices

let's not talk about my sorry state of non-photography.
i can't seem to get up the gumption.
happy without processing that way.
wondering if i should worry about that.
but..
of course...
i'm not.

because i don't worry about things that affect me.
just things ethereal.

there.
that was my thought process.
such as it is.
enjoy