But with my eyes closed all I see
Is the skyline, through the window,
The moon above you and the streets below.
Hold my breath as you're moving in,
Taste your lips and feel your skin.
When the time comes, baby don't run, just kiss me slowly.
--Kiss Me Slowly, Parachute
Thanksgiving has now come and gone and after the past few months I hope things are finally looking up. Only two more weeks of school and a really good chance to get a newer and better job...plus the new boy that keeps me on my toes. It's funny...I'm starting to forget about soccer and how bad things have been. I'll never forget my grandfather and the void left in his death is one that won't be filled. It's the bumps and bruises that make life meaningful and worth every moment. Without them I wouldn't be the silly girl with crazy aspirations, different ways of thinking, and odd sense of how life should go I am today. I guess I realized how much i do have to be thankful for here lately, in the midst of the negative, I found something to look forward to and a reason to be hopeful.
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