Winter Wonderland

It’s that time of year again! There are three important things that I love the most about the holidays... great weather, great food and great company!




Too excited to be with my family again. The one thing I’m looking forward to most about going home is decorating the Christmas tree with my mama! It’s weird to think that suicide/depression rates increase in the winter. Autumn is when we see a change in the leaves and the weather. Some people think autumn is the season full of change. I’ve thought about it and I’m beginning to view autumn as a transition period, a checkpoint letting people know there’s going to be change. Finally, we move into winter and the end of the year, a time when everyone is reflecting on the past and prepping again for the future. My favorite lines from Winter Song are “The seasons always change and life will find a way. I’ll be your harvester of light and send it out tonight so we can start again.”

I’m still a little unsure about what the message is that I’m trying to get across in this post. All I know is that the point is this is one of my many attempts to get everyone excited for this season. Bundle up, make yourself a chai, get the wood burning, grab a blanket, grab one or two loved ones… or more, pop in a classic winter flick, eat all the food you’ve been burning calories for, and enjoy yourself because you deserve it! Smile until your lips chap. It’s a wonderful life and this is a beautiful world! Also, don’t forget to embrace the change. (ah yes, there it is, that’s the message) Happy Holidays! :)

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Kids-MGMT

You were a child
Crawling on your knees toward it
Making momma so proud,
But your voice is too loud

We like to watch you laughing,
You pick the insects off plants
No time to think of consequences

Control yourself
Take only what you need from it
A family of trees wanted
To be haunted

The water is warm
But it’s sending me shivers
A baby is born
Crying out for attention

The memories fade
Like looking through a fogged mirror
Decision to decisions are made
And not bought,
But I thought this wouldn’t hurt a lot.
I guess not


Jack's Mannequin acoustic cover

Apology to this blog

Dear Blog number 2,

I’m sorry that I’ve neglected you. This isn’t the first time, and I shouldn’t have done it again. Try to understand that you aren’t the only one I’ve been leaving in the dark. Everyone has been left in the dark in one-way or another. But it’s hard not to do so when I am the type of person who hates complainers, therefore I hate hearing myself fuss to others about me. I can’t ever find the line between when it’s okay to be selfish for a bit, and when the focus shouldn’t be on me, but on others. If I could put a painting of the past few weeks into words it would be sfgbwleitsfblLOVEisdfbsilbun or something like that. Speaking of painting, I’ve thought about taking up finger-painting. Instead I’ve grown accustomed to classical music, holiday jazz, tea, and power naps. I feel different here, or maybe I’m just letting myself out a little bit more. Honesty has definitely reached a climax. It is profoundly scary how much a person can change in 24 hours. With that said, it’s been many many hours since I had my first legitimate breakdown. Since then, I’ve gone through many many changes. I wish I had a daily routine, or a steady group of friends. To show how out of place I am at the moment and how much my mind is on Biology, here’s an example of how I feel. It’s like I’m a photon of light, continuously entering a photosystem, hitting a chlorophyll and exciting electrons, then taking my energy and passing it around to everyone around me, from chlorophyll to chlorophyll, and it never ends, because even when I get accepted by the acceptor, I’m passed on to the second photosystem and it the process starts all over again. Plus side to photosynthesis? It releases oxygen. Blog, try to understand that discouraged has been my profession for a while now, so if I make you feel useless, it’s simply because I am feeling useless. It’s been a common occurrence, but I promise that I’m working on the changes. I told my friend Kelly that I would introduce her to you via this letter. She has her own stories, and I’ve only gotten to hear one of them, but I’m eager to hear more. I think letting her in on some paracia time is allowed at this point. There have actually been a select few, just need to find the right time and place for that style of conversing. Thanks for hearing me out, Blog. I’ve got a lot on my plate right now (rowing, not failing out of calc, not failing out of bio, habitat for humanity, interviews, urban policy…) and I don’t know how I got here, I think I like it, it’s keeping away from you but I’m giving myself another extra push to make an effort toward you. Focusing on more biology this weekend and going to paint ceramics with my cheese croissant. I hope it turns out as tension-relieving as I hope it will!

Love, kim