fields of green, weeds of gold.

I am really happy. I mean, really happy.

i woke up one morning in november and i realized i love you.

“I’d do just about anything with you, Natalia.”

Everything you say is perfect.

I can not wait for this.

the mountains win again.

Jeff and I went to North Conway with his family for a week at the beginning of the month, and I’m just now getting around to writing about it. It was everything I needed. I got to breathe, and finally I had a getaway from what both of us refer to as “the noise”. We kayaked, hiked, and most importantly… I learned how to play badminton! Dennis told me I killed it for a beginner, and that I’ve got some serious potential. I surprised myself, and not because I’m terrible at sports; I’m actually not horrible at most of them. I was a little shocked because I actually really loved it, and typically, I’m not into sports that involve rackets (racquets?). Jeff said he found it attractive. I guess a sweaty girl wearing a boy’s hoodie, running back and forth like an idiot, swinging a racquet (really, spell check? Indecisive today, eh?), and attempting to hit something called a “shuttlecock” would do it for me, too. Right.

The week went by entirely too fast. By Wednesday evening, we were saying, “It’s.. Wednesday? Slow down, Wednesday..” and I realized I’d lost all track of time. It slips away. I’m not even sure it really exists there. Maybe it was my surroundings, maybe it was our beautiful relationship and the bubble we’ve created, orrr maybe I’m just a spazz.

I’m happy I’m with someone who enjoys the outdoors as much as I do, and who can find the happy medium between being active and sometimes just staying in bed all day. I can’t wait to make a million more memories. That trip made a lot of things feel real. Not quite as real as giving my notice at work this past Monday was, though. I go home soon. While quitting my job down here was terrifying, I am finally moving forward.

Reverdecer, reverdecer, reverdecer.

No one’s gonna catch meeeee.

“Porque ya lo dice el dicho, siempre que llovio, paro..”

choose wisely.

Throughout the past few years, I’ve made (mostly) really great choices.

I’ve realized: people do not belong to one another. We’re not one another’s property. We’re not entitled to anything. We only have love. That’s all we can give & take. Everything we do is a form of giving or taking love.

:)

Home

Home again

I like to be here when I can

Still gets me every time.