In the timeline of God's plan...

Why is it that your story and mine have intersected at this specific point in time? And how long will the threads of our lives be intertwined?

She asked...

Why does this happen to me?
You care,
Came the reply.
You're too genuine,
Too social,
Too truthful,
Too kind.
You find beauty in ordinary things,
See the struggle in people's flaws.
You want to help.
You're made of
Deep thoughts and laughter,
Humility and compassion.
Your imagination strays towards the past,
Towards the stories you never knew,
The pain they didn't tell you.
You care.
It's all most people ever want,
To be cared for 
The way you want to care for them.

I'm intrigued.

Living it up in Toah Nipi

Had an absolutely amazing time on retreat with GCF and Boston InterVarsity in New Hampshire. It was such a blessing to meet more brothers and sisters in Christ in the area. Kickball tournaments, random games, an extremely ironic GCF's Got Talent show... It's back to MIT and studying for exams (cumes in 1 week, synth org and phys org in 2), but with a new lightness in my heart and some extra moral support.

One and Done!

Week one (not including orientation) is finished! I've become familiar enough not to be hopelessly lost in the halls, gotten my sailing license, decorated my room (at least partially), had my first couple of classes and recitations, and made some pretty amazing friends! (Also called recitation precept but that's besides the point.)

Excited for all of the learning (and teaching!) yet to be done!

I think we're too much alike, you and me.

I have an addictive and fickle personality.

Every few days I just stay up for hours and when the weight in my heart becomes too much, I pour it out to the universe.

Security

People say they hate uncertainty. I guess I like the possibilities.

***

Sometimes I think about how my funeral would evolve over the years. Who would come? Who wouldn't? Of the people I knew but fell out of touch with, of the people I just met?

More than the last time, or fewer?

And what does that mean?

I always have to keep myself from being too greedy. In the end, it only hurts myself.

New Chapter, New (Old?) Hairstyle!

Dragons

I didn't grow up with fairytales,
Perhaps for the better
Because we're not
Princesses or princes
But somewhere
In between
Helpless and courageous
And we may not be royalty
Or have happily-ever-afters
And maybe our dragons
Never really die
Maybe
We lose sometimes and
Trundle away, broken and beaten
Maybe
We celebrate victory
To be brought low again later
Maybe
Our dragon brings some friends
But maybe
Our shining armor is
Our friendship
A phone call
A hug
Our humanity
A small reminder that
The princess wept alone
And the prince fought alone
But
We
Are
Not

If I were ever to do something absolutely crazy, I would do it for you.

When others anticipate that little green dot, I look at the numbers slowly grow, reminding me of just how far apart we are.

Number 618

And in the
Swirling stardust of infinite universes
There must be one in which
You didn't have to fight to live with yourself
Choices were made differently
The boy gets the girl
And I don't have to say no