Boil eggs not clothes Though the last few days have been nothing short from normal, they have offered few a varied moments of thought, inquisition, inspiration, and quandry. Mind if I share?

I found my favorite quote in a piece of random graphity which read "We are each here to fill our own small silence with dancing"

After watching too much news filled with spending tolls on the war and then shots of sobbing Iraqi'sone late sunday night, the lyrics of some political propoganda peice of music hit home to me "We've had enough of these politicians wars. All we need right now is love"

Later, while saying goodnight to my mom with our usual I love you, I remembered why we vow to express ourselves so often to eachother; because our time alive is so uncertain. This made me wonder how radically each person would live their life if given a certain timeline of daylight. Would you live different today if I told you that you would live to be 82? Would you be more cautious so as to not harm your body and assure a pleasant aging or would you risk everything possible to get a thrill because, after all, you won't die doing it..?

Then, I was blessed enough to be given the sight and sensual pleasure to enjoy the most beautiful day with sun that only became warm when shot through a window pane and skies that reflected the outline of snowcapped Mt. Hood. By the end of the day, i decided in the most unofficial manner a decision which was later shot down by my parents to drop out of school to enjoy more beautiful days. Today, I still wish that instead of being locked indoors watching the second hand move slowly that i could rahter have been watching the sun pass overhead underneath the thick clouds.

I have no doubt that each day will hold more knowledge than i can grasp but hopefully enough to fill a blog space..
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