I really fucked up this time.

Cincinnati

Is it because I'm not in a university anymore? I have not had a a single day without my racial identity being made the butt of a joke. What is this?

Mumford & sons - Winter Winds

"Winter Winds"

As the winter winds litter London with lonely hearts
Oh the warmth in your eyes swept me into your arms
Was it love or fear of the cold that led us through the night?
For every kiss your beauty trumped my doubt

And my head told my heart
"Let love grow"
But my heart told my head
"This time no
This time no"

We'll be washed and buried one day my girl
And the time we were given will be left for the world
The flesh that lived and loved will be eaten by plague
So let the memories be good for those who stay

And my head told my heart
"Let love grow"
But my heart told my head
"This time no"
Yes, my heart told my head
"This time no
This time no"

Oh the shame that sent me off from the God that I once loved
Was the same that sent me into your arms
Oh and pestilence is won when you are lost and I am gone
And no hope, no hope will overcome

And if your strife strikes at your sleep
Remember spring swaps snow for leaves
You'll be happy and wholesome again
When the city clears and sun ascends

And my head told my heart
"Let love grow"
But my heart told my head
"This time no"

And my head told my heart
"Let love grow"
But my heart told my head
"This time no
This time no"

Brian.

It is during these times wherein the contemplation of meditation and prayer takes on the question of efficacy. Alas, it is those unforeseen and proceeding our private moments of inquisition that understanding dawns as a foot follows onto earth. That we may communicate our bonds and empathies, and that invocation of sympathy may arise, is perhaps the greatest blessing to be shared between the accumulated years of conscious solitudes.

Be well my friend.

elderly

The concept of forgiveness evades me. It is often in my habit to be removed than to forgive, and for that I feel awe and respect to my elders.

Grandma.
Denise.

Cheers,

how low

It is a low point in a foodie's life when he's eating over-easy eggs on untoasted bread over the pan he cooked in because everything else is dirtied and nonexistant.

Grandma

The only person in my life that I have felt such a calming, meditative, and unwavering love from... I can't even speak her language. I will never be able to know her stories, her words.