development [wip]

Fingers tracing ever so
slowly
down the spine
echo deeply the emotions
we've come to find:
a beautiful story that
I can't wait to unwind [with you]
slowly
because it looks [you look] so beautiful.

9.11

I attended the 9:11:01 presentation on campus on last night and it moved me. It was insane for me to hear the pieced together story of what each freshman [who was in 8th grade at the time] went through that day. It sent me back to that day in my head, reminding me of the confusion and sadness. I remember holding friends that had parents and relatives that worked in the building, worked as fire fighters nearby, and even those that were deployed as first responders. I remember assuring my friends that just because they couldn't reach their family members that they would be fine. And I remember comforting a girl who we would later found out lost her father in the disaster of 9.11.

I can't believe it has been five years.

Short Life Update

So...this semester is busy as all hell. CDA is a LOT of work, more than I had anticipated, but it's something I'm learning to manage. Right now I'm in the middle of keeping up on over 40 work orders while interviewing and hiring my night host staff for the semester. It's definately putting my organizational and time management skills to the test. Classes seem great for the most part, which works well because this semester's workload is entirely classes from my major. Disaster psychology, the class that encapsulates all of what I want to do after college [work through the rest cross in disaster mental health, providing care to those that have gone through traumatic events], seems amazing. I am even going to walk out of the class with a red cross certification in disaster psychology....more on this later, CDA hours to attend to.

spark?

I asked for a spark and received a supernova;
a phoenix reborn from ashes.