Saturday, February 28, 2004
okay, I am going to kill my cat. I was almost done with my post, when he rolled over onto my keyboard and somehow deleted it. Sigh. Oh well. I don't feel like writing what I already wrote again. But in short, my dad and I had a good theological conversation/debate yesterday. I regret not asking him more questions like that sooner. The soccer game sucked. Not because we were creamed, but because I felt useless. It felt like no matter how hard I worked the other team easily got it around me like I was a two-year-old that they were taking it easy on. At first I put on a happy face at Sweet Heaven. I wanted to just enjoy being with friends. But I got sick of that fast (being fake is aweful). (okay now I'm finally caught up to where I was, *sigh*).
The night sky is awesome. The stars, the moon, the tops of the buildings cutting lines across it.
Beautiful.
Freezing.
I love wandering through the streets (have no clue where we are) watching the people, listening to passing music floating through the air, headlights passing, gazing in windows wondering who the person is whose light is the only one still one and what they are doing.
The bridge.
I love the Montford Av. bridge that goes over 240. The lights on the distant mountain, the cars flying by underneath. It is the coolest feeling just to look over. I don't know why but I had the strongest urge to jump. The only thing holding me back is that I would die. You say: duh ashley, of course you'd die, werent' you wanting to jump because of that? No, the urge to jump had no connection with wanting to die. Its more of...I don't know how to expain it, so I won't. But I really want to go back there sometime.
I love walking through down town Asheville at night. Yes, I know I've said that but I'm saying it again.
"The heart is still aching to seek,
But the feet question 'Whither?'"
"Ah, when to the heard of man
Was it ever less than a treason
To go with the drift of things,
To yield with a grace to reason,
And bow and accept the end
Of a love or a season?"
~Reluctance By Robert Frost
The night sky is awesome. The stars, the moon, the tops of the buildings cutting lines across it.
Beautiful.
Freezing.
I love wandering through the streets (have no clue where we are) watching the people, listening to passing music floating through the air, headlights passing, gazing in windows wondering who the person is whose light is the only one still one and what they are doing.
The bridge.
I love the Montford Av. bridge that goes over 240. The lights on the distant mountain, the cars flying by underneath. It is the coolest feeling just to look over. I don't know why but I had the strongest urge to jump. The only thing holding me back is that I would die. You say: duh ashley, of course you'd die, werent' you wanting to jump because of that? No, the urge to jump had no connection with wanting to die. Its more of...I don't know how to expain it, so I won't. But I really want to go back there sometime.
I love walking through down town Asheville at night. Yes, I know I've said that but I'm saying it again.
"The heart is still aching to seek,
But the feet question 'Whither?'"
"Ah, when to the heard of man
Was it ever less than a treason
To go with the drift of things,
To yield with a grace to reason,
And bow and accept the end
Of a love or a season?"
~Reluctance By Robert Frost
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