I got music coming out of my hands and feet and kisses.

Today, this was my song, ("your faith has to be greater then your fear")and red was my color, the cold air was my teeth's worst enemy and all day I avoided showering and the neighbors, while embracing homemade tortilla bread.

I missed an amazing dance party, but for good reasons.

I have been writing poetry for about a year now and have yet to share any of it, I thought today about fine tuning one or two and finding a place to preform them, only because I know it would scare me a little bit.

I love to memorize things, it makes me feel smart, and somehow it makes me feel a little less guilty about sleeping in.

I hate that it was too cold to run, I love to hear my heart beat, feel my lungs burn, and feel like I am stronger then my emotions.

I recently printed off 200 pictures. I love holding them in my hand, flipping though them, and not letting anyone from online see them.

I'm excited for tomorrow, 90% of what I've done today was all for tomorrow.

The lesson for sunday school tomorrow is on Jonah and the whale, and I may or may not have spent a good 20 minuets drawing whales so I can draw a good looking whale on the board when I teach tomorrow.

I'm missing Logan, but I love that when the couches are cleared and music is turned on Max will come and practice the Jerk and the Reject with me. He is such a good brother, and person.