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Tuesday, July 14, 2009

The Silent Types

"Too much activity gives you restless dreams; too many words makes you a fool." -Ecclesiastes 5:3

my dreams have been rubbish lately. busy, nonsensical rubbish.
was it last night I dreamt I got into a wreck? I woke up relieved it was only a dream. I'm almost certain it's a combination of my racing thoughts and my long days at work (I love my job, but it's an action-packed one, for sure!).


too many words? I think I've been speaking and thinking far too much. I'm on a constant pilgrimage to learn the ways of the wise-- the silent types.


I began listening to Jack K's On the Road this morning on my way to work. It is the most appropriate thing, if one is to listen to a book such as this, to listen to the audiobook in the car. It is also one of the worst things you can do if you're low on funds and time to travel. You will slowly but surely develop an itch for a road trip to anywhere.

I surprised my parents by cooking them dinner tonight. It was the first night in a long time I've had enough energy after work to do something like that. Honestly, I love cooking when I have someone to cook for. It's relaxing.


My day trips to Starbucks are honestly a huge form of fellowship for me. I know all the baristas and they know me because I have been coming there during my breaks from work for almost two years now. Talking and joking with them makes me feel, I don't know, alive? We talk about God and philosophize and crack terrible jokes. Happiness shows its face in strange ways.

Home town is very large and opposite of college town, I'm afraid, and it's quite a chore when people lead such different lives to make some kind of contact and interact. With work and everything I've settled for sporatic and unintentional friendship. This would mean that my friends in hometown are my family (namely my mother), co-workers, the random conversationalists, Daniel Cloud, and the baristas at Starbucks. It's comical to me, but I've come to accept it, mostly.


This summer has been an unusual life lesson, a faint dream, and a pleasant surprise all wrapped into one.

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