maybe the best place in the world.
i love it here.
joy joy joy joy joy!
and love love love love love.
but while everyone is away working during the day, my vacation is spent sitting in my room sitting in front of a large sketchbook drawing things that i see in my mind.
the things i see in my dreams.
i'm always dreaming.
of things past and things i wish would come.
[9 times out of 10, i'm dreaming of a white christmas.
cliche. i know. but i just really want one]
i find myself drawn far far away.
to beautiful and fascinating things i don't see in my present.
sand and sun at the beach. slow motion snow in a winter forest.
a lonely tent on a desert hillside with a fire for two.
a train full of people from everywhere all going nowhere...
my little dog has to pee.
i walk her outside into the night and let her do her duty while I watch the clouds rush past the moon. it's like they've got somewhere to go...in my mind, i see myself turn into a claymation character, jump into the clouds, grab a hold of one and go wherever he's going...leaving my dog behind in her mess.
i just want to GO SOMEWHERE. SEE SOMETHING...maybe someone(s).
sometimes i wish my heart would just settle down. and settle here.
...but all the "longings" of my heart tell me one thing.
i was made for more.
i'm incapable of settling 'till my dreams become my reality.
my dreams from heaven.
the dreams that God gave me.
He'll make a way.
I trust Him.
because He loves me.
He really loves me.
