when i sail back home to you, i'll know exactly just what to do.

amazing weekend, too much work. so it goes.

of angels and angles

at any rate, this weekend was a really really good one. homecoming at rockbridge was a really nice time, along with hikes and flintstone-mobile sitting before and the great mouse detective after. 

i'm feeling good and my heart is made of wood.

i'm not alone and my soul is made of bones,

and they'll break, break, break at other hearts and souls. 

oh, i know they will.

but golden lips and allman vibe make me feel that i'm only all i see sometimes.

I took a really epic nap on the floor behind the trombone section today. It was beautiful. I'm ridiculously excited about homecoming(homecoming excitement? do what?!) and possibly related trail-hiking or gun-shooting... or whatever else might come. That Bernice is some adventure.

I'm also starting to really like brief blog posts.