I love the scent of sunscreen on my skin.
Had the greatest day today :)
the people I work with make me so happy. I couldn’t imagine having any other summer job. Being outside all day every day in this beautiful Minnesota weather could not make me any happier! I want to hug everyone
Took the long way home tonight to drive down to where my old house use to stand. The rush of emotion that surfaced when I got close was something I have not felt yet. I felt sad but at the same time I felt my soul pour out of me as if I were home. It has been 2 years since it’s been torn down but I still have not truly mourned the loss of this beautiful place. Even though my entire block is now unfamiliar, and nothing but a huge dirt dike, I still feel home and safe whenever I am down there. I miss the river, the giant pine trees and that glorious brown deck in my backyard. I did not realize it growing up there, but this place holds a huge place in my memory/heart -and it’s so unfortunate that It had to be destroyed.
I am so thankful that I was privileged to live here while it existed. And I am so thankful for my home now. Having a place you can call home and feel at home in is such a beautiful thing.
Don’t take for granted your ability of being able to recognize beautiful music
I’ve had this constant fear of people thinking negative of me. Today I woke up and took some small steps to move past that fear. I am confident in the direction my life is going and the decisions I make. I have pushed myself past my emotional comfortability the last two years and it has changed me greatly in the best ways possible. I have grown humble and happy. It’s time for me to be free within myself.
I hid on a roof for an hour at a busted college party (escaped any trouble ;)
Woke up at 5am with my boyfriend to watch the sunrise over Lake Superior
Said hello to all the fishies at the Great Lakes Aquarium
Experienced the expanded tour at the Glensheen Mansion
Saw the leaves in their prime
October is so beautiful here
“To begin, don’t write about yourself. I’m not saying you’re uninteresting. I realize that your life has been so crazy no one could make this stuff up. But if you want to be a writer, start by writing about other people. Observe their faces, and the way they wave their hands around. Listen to the way they talk. Replay conversations in your mind — not just the words, but the silences as well. Imagine the lives of others. If you want to be a writer, you need to get over yourself. This is not just an artistic choice; it’s a moral choice. A writer attempts to understand others from the inside.”
— Allegra Goodman