after the avetts

Last night I reclaimed my space. It was one of the single best decisions I have ever made.

exhuasted

I am too worn, and my feet are too tired.

I snapped a quick shot of the sky as I get out of my car and walk into my house.

There is a long list of activities and tasks to check off in the next few weeks before I stop calling Lawrence home. I know the list will get done, and I'll probably enjoy a lot of it along the way. For now though, my head feels too small for its contents, and my neck too weak for its weight.

things i love the most

Someone very close to my heart gave me this postcard for my birthday. The message is just as personal... thank you.

june

go to the Fewins family farm
welcome miss Jaime to KC
wish miss Hannah the best as she leaves for Chicago
finish my Web site (for real this time)
spend time with the visiting aunt, uncle, and cousin
camp, camp, camp, and camp some more
run on a regular basis
start a photo story or essay
work on my bike (with a little help of course)
discover new summer music
find a full-time job
say, "thank you" more often
recover rachel.

in the thick and thin of summer...

I go to work when I wake up and get to it.

I take midnight bike rides on Freedom Creek.

I immerse myself in dirty lake water (enjoying every second).

I sleep in view of the stars more often.

I listen to music louder.

I spend more time without clothes suffocating my body.

I make green grass my napping blanket.

I cook and bake like the housewife I never want to be.

I find the happiness I always knew I had.

I capture more photos for the memory books.

I miss old friends.

I become nervous about August plans (or the lack there of).

I am moving with the summer tide.

just another four years...

Many soon-to-be grads are exuding a lot of nostalgic feelings right now.

Not me.

I don't think it's because I didn't enjoy my college career.

I did enjoy it.

I don't think it's because I am a fifth year.

I know it's not.

I don't think it's because I am tired of Lawrence, or even Kansas for that matter.

That's simply not possible.

It's because I am ready.