what heights of love
what depths of peace
when fears are stilled
and strivings cease (:

If i talked about this week and the last too I’d tell you all about the happy lunches and dinners I’ve had, or what we talked about, the silly things that made us laugh, the places i went to, or what i ate; i’d love to talk about Japanese food, and pumpkin soup. (: 5 weeks left of Internship at The Ascott – which isn’t that bad really, it’s been making me sit and read in quiet / make lists / think through things from all over during slack times. and also make greater effort to meet up with friends with x100 appreciation for the comforting familiarity of their faces and voices. glad too for time with people i rarely see. Good company really makes the day, i heart it many times over. (:

and so it goes this way doesn’t it; that it’s about the little lovely things that make up the big beautiful picture, and grace to take the place of missing pieces. and no not about perfection – it’s never been about that and never will be. But now i’m thinking that’s really okay, because if we didn’t know imperfection we wouldn’t know grace, which really is an amazing thing to know. and this is how i’ll walk on; flowers between toes and everything else in my biggest stride. i’m thankful, through and through and through.

and on random notes: i pierced my ears again / driving starts next week! / keisha just jumped on my keyboard / she’s a really big girl now / ♥

Goodnight, world.