It's time to begin writing again. I talked with JulieD yesterday about the Budweiser factory and the traintracks and how an entire story could exist based on the 17 water towers I can see from the elevator. I've been living stories and not writing them. Lately, my story- it's been great. Not necessarily the kind of reading material you are dying to get your hands on, but great for me, nonetheless. Promises from God that are more true than I've ever imagined. Amazing boyfriend who never fails to surprise and delight me. A God who tirelessly lavishes me with good things. Sweet roommate who has the best abandon-it-all-laugh I've ever heard. Faith that's not something I have to conjure up- it just is.

Life, yeah. I'm happy with it.

More to come.