silent reverie

Going Christmas shopping today left me with an unpleasant realization of how I'd rather someone not buy me something because it lets me off the hook too. Finally watched the new star trek, and the best part of it all was that I finally know why they say "Beam me up Scotty". Also Sylar's eyebrows were terribly distracting. I think I like the breezy, earthy laidback fashion because it mirrors my desire to not care so much all the time. Every time I see someone write on your wall and say they're excited to see you soon, I feel a twinge and wish it were me. I miss falling asleep on the car. I can't seem to remember the last time I did, but I guess that's what happens when you start being the driver all the time. I wonder if some of the people who changed my life even remember me today. Ashley Webb probably has no idea that she was the person who made me want to go into ministry and disciple girls. Oh wow that was seven years ago. I just found Ashley on face...

So on Wednesday, I survived an explosion. Alright to be fair, it was less of an explosion and more of a sudden mid-sized flame that came up from the sewers as I drove by. But all the same, I'll call it an explosion to give myself some bragging rights...perhaps add some flying debris to the story the next time I tell it. All the same, I felt the impact of the blow as I drove by in my little Fit, and had to stop my car since I thought I had hit something/someone. There was a flame blazing on the sidewalk and I paused for a while to watch, but I soon continued to drive since I was afraid to be late for my test (yeah I know leave me alone). Later that day, I mentioned what had happened to my mom and she was shocked, telling me that the entire street was blocked off for the better part of the day. She gave me a hug. "That was a close one." The fragility of human life is something that I try not to think about. Being 20 years old, sickness and death are foreign concepts,...