In stasis

It's raining, I'm in the process of remodeling the shed. Most of my friends are gone for the summer. Now Mischa and Eli are gone too. Working for Dad at the school, reading books, watching Daria on YouTube, trying to decide how involved I want to be this year with political campaigns, and how involved I want to be with myself. I think I'm in a period right now where I'm not too keen on being committed to any one thing or person, and I'm too fickle to maintain any real commitment anyhow. Freedom is too valuable.

I have baby cucumbers sprouting, they are so adorable. My lettuce died. Transplanted some honey suckles from Freecycle and am hoping they'll survive. Grapes are taking off. My grandmother gave me her old earrings, and now my jewelry box is full with pretty shiny dangly things that make my earlobes sing. My roof is leaking. I wish there was an easier way to go about rejection, generally speaking. I think I have a particularly hard time with people not liking me. I could never be a politician. Thinking a lot about raw foods these days, but I still got sour skittles as the movies last night. Meghann and Zac are staying with me this week and Jamie is moving in soon. I have a lot to do before everyone gets here. Trying to think of and live life more cyclically, seasonally, rather than linearly. Plants really help with that. Plants are so smart.