having a real life has done that to me i suppose.
i'm tired all the time at work too, i don't know why, but i can hardly stay awake come the evening.
this week i had to cut out leaves.
like, seriously, a hundred leaves.
i hate cutting out detailed things.
i hate cutting out anything really,
my hands actually swell up when i use scissors. i get grouchy and short tempered, it's not a good scene.
but here i was, sitting with Jane and cutting out leaves for two freaking hours.
but you know what?
it wasn't so bad.
i've been having a rougher time these days,
my heart is heavy missing the close support of my friends (and Michael) from school.
i feel left out of all that is happening at the Residence while I waste away in the little no name town that i live it.
but just simply sitting with Jane and listening to her tell me stories about her week, laughing at when I make a mistake and listening to some quiet music was so innocent and beautiful.
i love finding joy in the mundane things of life like that.
- ella faye