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en este mundo, todo cambia, es la verdad.
there must be a dam somewhere behind my eyes that's delaying the tears from flooding out of the resevoir for all these wretched goodbyes. oh, the pressure's building, though. last night it pushed me to write an impulsive email to a boy. the night before, it made me fall asleep on a friend's couch, hours earlier than normal. and tonight it's giving me a headache. at least the email and the extra sleep turned out to be good investments of time. and maybe this headache will pound some sense back into my brain.
i've got the irrational traveling itch.
“When you travel, you experience, in a very practical way, the act of rebirth. You confront completely new situations, the day passes more slowly, and on most journeys you don’t even understand the language the people speak. So you are like a child just out of the womb. You begin to attach much more importance to the things around you because your survival depends upon them. You begin to be more accessible to others because they may be able to help you in different situations.
At the same time, since all things are new, you see only the beauty in them, and you feel happy to be alive.” ~Paulo Coelho, from The Pilgrimage
at the moment my summer playlist includes a mix of some jon foreman.regina spektor.james taylor.india arie.derek webb.patty griffin.aradhna.boa.bacilos.sara groves.mana. and more. these make me feel like i'm traveling a little, feeling 'happy to be alive'. like a garden of sounds, springing from the streets of NY and CA to the stages of korea to the airwaves of central america to the ashrams of india to the country roads of carolina...all beautiful.
yes, i listen to country sometimes, and sometimes i get hooked on the pretty-packaged pop-country songs on the radio. i do belong to this land in some ways, shapes, and forms. it falls under the category in my head of 'folk music' or in other words, the semi-indigenous music of the midwest corn and cow country. so i like it. especially when i'm driving my jeep or brushing my teeth.
i need to do my geology homework. indiana's got a pretty impressive landscape, despite its reputation as a flat wasteland. caves and quarries and mines and dunes and moraines and fault lines and glaciations and floodplains and bedrock hills and all kinds of goodies.
my, my, my.