breathe.

i read wuthering heights.

my new favorite. what about it?

"Nelly, i am heathcliff. he's always, always in my mind. not as a pleasure, any more than i am a pleasure to myself, but as my own being."

-catherine.

please. before you die, read it. you won't regret it. you won't.

also. how about that sunshine. it has truly been a beautiful week. i sit here. at my computer, the sun pours through the window and reaches my soul. i feel at home. (see above.) and. i am so. so. so. sooooo. entirely sick of being cold. it is no longer fun, never was. let me rephrase. it is no longer tolerable. have you ever noticed how crushing makes your life a little more...i don't know, spicy?

someday, i hope to learn to glass blow. i would take the job of being an apprentice. if i had the skills. and patience. patience as chihuly has. he says.

"i had no intention of being inventive with the parts. i just got lucky."

if that's luck. please. pay me a visit. it's inspiring. really.

and. i was inspired today.