Another day gone by

Clouds. That is all you can see for miles around here. Soft billowy pillow clouds that have just rolled out throughout the day. The sun peeks through momentarily adding a hint of warmth to the fresh, cool Rexburg breeze. Music is faintly playing in the background, filtering through the guys apartments, and into my ears. A guitar randomly starts playing, and then a faint telephone ring. My mind races at the thought of going to my favorite class, creative writing. It's as if the whole world around me is a canvas, and sound is painting a beautiful picture. My room, the disaster zone at the moment, harvests laughs, cries, and anguish of school bound duties. I love it. I never knew how much I was going to miss the sites and sounds of college. Or the extreme heartburn. lol. School is good. Lisa has been helping out by giving extreme back massages to me that end up bruising because it is so knotted. Jase is fine, I think... I haven't really talked to him in a long while. Life is good, tired but good. I haven't really talked to my family either, so who knows how that is. All I know is that I am good, just listening to guys playing guitars and enjoying the rain while it lasts.

Love, Laugh, and really live, because
There is no point in living if you can't feel alive.

-Jess