this is what my blog should be called. at least as of late. my dear friend kimber is my processing buddy. we would hike, drink chai, or just sit while i processed. she would listen to me and offer sound advice. and she has been known on occassion to simply laugh out loud at my stupid comments or trains of thought.
i know, the way i'm writing it sounds like she's dead or that something else is seriously wrong. not true.
well, kinda not true. what's wrong is that we are not within a seven minute drive of each other, rather a seven hour drive. and phone conversations just don't do it justice. without the face-to-face contact, there is just something missing. i have one word: juto.
so until i find another person to process with, or until we are reunited (with the exception of a few days, it will be just over two years), my blog will consist of weird, unprocessed info. there will also be a lot more blogs. for the jumbled and unfiltered thoughts and comments to come, please forgive me. for the seemingly excessive amount of blogs, i also ask forgiveness. i have no sifter to get the lumps out.
until next time (which will probably be a few hours....)