they almost make me miss going to school.
(which i mildly do, so i hope to go in january. we shall see, we shall see.)
i like staying up late on sundays.
(okay, are there any nights that i go to bed before 12:30? nope.)
the best sundays are those in which it's pouring outside and lightning is flashing all around.
i love the rain. is that cliche? i feel as if my frequent use of the word cliche lately, makes it cliche. but, no matter.
i like to cuddle up with a book, and just sit on my porch and listen to the rain.
you know what i also love?
the smell of wood when its wet. it just gives off this wonderful, pure, earthy smell.
forests in the rain, are the best.
(a forest during a thunderstorm, though -- one should veer from that.)
i had a pleasant half hour sitting out on my porch during the thunderstorm with cyler.
we talked about a lot.
and it was rather delightful.
i enjoy talks with people on my porch.
more frequently it's jennifer, and i hope we'll do that in the fall more.
it's just been a nice sunday evening.
even a nice sunday.
i had to wake up around eight to have family prayer and bid adieu to my grandmother and my father.
but then i got to go sleep in my bed and slept 'till one.
and i spent my day purging my room, and organizing things.
i've attempted to be productive this weekend. i like to think i've succeeded a bit. :)
i hope everyone has a good night, and good morning.
It's A New Week.
full of possiblities.
and cy turns nineteen on wednesday, so that'll be fantastic. :)