I'm sitting here typing on the glossy little black keys of my brand spanking new laptop, Gwen....*sigh*...I am so completely stoked to be curled up under a blanket and clickety clacking on this thing. For me, Gwen is a huge memorial of change in my life...the winds of change are finally blowing, softly and gently...but they are blowing.
I am also incredibly excited to be writing more. I have realised that regardless of the media there is nothing quite so beautiful as being able to effectively and yet indirectly communicate a thought or an emotion to anyone willing to recieve it....like music or sculpting it is absolutely lovely when it is real and deeply personal. I love how we are made in this way, to need to use the gifts we have been given. It is a gloriously sweet thing that he first creates the passion..that burning need...and then uses it...to change us.
Blows my mind, people.
I leave you with a glorious lil snack of a song I'm completely in love with by Aqualung. If you don't know them, you will love them, I promise.
gnight... <3 jacks
Washed over the waterfall
I got swallowed by the undertow
I twist, I turn, but I know there's only one way out of this
So honey if you're listening
Press your lip to the overflow
Cause I'm just down here praying someone hears my SOS
I'm drowning, reel me in
