Dedication to Grey's Fans

I want a dance party. Well, not a dance party specifically, but more the idea of a dance party. An escape from the daily grind, an opportunity to find peace through something so simple... something so oddly comfortable. Something I can only do with those who know me best.

I guess thats the appeal really... the connection.

Last Night

I'm lying here with Dodger, knowing I need to write, but feeling like I'd rather put my words elsewhere. I haven't blogged much lately, probably due to the fact that I've been writing a lot for Grad School, and even though there is a ten page paper waiting for me to complete before turning it in tonight, I find myself plunking away here. Oh, the things we do to avoid the inevitable! Things have been whirl-wind like lately, between work and the holidays, and trying to stay on top of all things marked with a priority sticker, I feel as if I need to re-establish, reconnect and review all those things that keep me in my daily grind. you know? Ever feel that way?

Last night was a weird night at work. a lot of things happened that, well, normally don't or shouldn't happen. But from time to time I get a chance to dive into faith and have a meaningful conversation around it, and last night was one of those nights. I do get to witness almost daily when I'm working, but I often don't get a person's undivided attention. Its not often that someone places the present entertainment on hold to talk about God with me. Last night, if for only that reason, was a good night. And last night I gained some ground connecting with an individual. Last night, I hope was the start of something new.... and last night a corner was turned and a new beginning realized.