Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Opus 18

My life is brimming with the Cuban Revolution and our country's time in Vietnam. Fried rice in the afternoon and hot chocolate into the evening. I wear a scarf most days these days, and gravitate towards anything black paired with tan suede shoes. I'm a big fan of the snow on them there mountains, and I really wish you wouldn't rake the leaves in your yard. Sometimes I have conversations with my roommate about Rachel Ray, wedding dresses or history professors when I should be working on a paper, and every night I have the privilege of being held by a really stellar guy from Cincinnati. Every morning I miss my family, and every afternoon I question my fondness of the spanish language, mostly due to my proficiency. I like cleaning my room. Sometimes I forget to eat lunch or to put in earrings. Sometimes I would rather read a wedding blog than read for U.S. history. Sometimes I wish I could play piano for days on end and speak Italian. Sometimes I still want to run into someone who doesn't know what a Mormon is. I'm pretty much always at ease.

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