Back from Elizabethtown—remember when going to retreats always reminded you of the Orlando Bloom/Kirsten Dunst film? Innocent days.

Anyway I’ve been sick but it only really started acting up again yesterday and thus my stomach is back to being weak, so I stayed up last night puking my guts into Ober Residence Hall’s newly renovated bathroom toilets. Always good. And then my hairtie broke and I ran out of my favorite floss. Rested all this morning though I now wish I had forced myself to just pull through the last few hours of our stay.

On the plus side, this was the first year in a really, extraordinarily long time sans drama. Hate that word since it stereotypes everything and is a big understatement in my opinion, but there’s no other way to condense all the church problems I have dealt with annually into a single word.

Feeling at peace. Being at home is sobering. Have I mentioned that? Sobering but I’m glad I’m not disillusioned. That would be worse in the long run.

Had to pause my Bible reading due to retreat, too :(. I tried pushing through some of it yesterday during free time but there were too many distractions and people around and I wasn’t really processing anything. It’s better this way, though. I can be a little less legalistic haha. So I’m extending my plan to encompass my trip in China—I want to finish before I’m back in Berkeley. And that was really always the original plan (if I finish before China I won’t have the resources to start on the deeper studies I’m planning either, so this works out. I hope).

Oh, and something worth mentioning: Ezekiel is a pretty random book to be in and so I was thinking how cool it’d be if our speaker used a verse from there. And…Lo and behold, the first verse he spoke from DID come from Ezekiel and was a direct parallel to where I had stopped reading right before we had praise team practice directly leading into the first message. So crazy, I got a real kick out of that hehe.

Been having a lot more vivid dreams than usual. One of them tormented me the whole night, had to deal with how I was the random person picked to be the ultimatum/killed in a death threat for someone else. It was really confusing but terrifying since it focused on me being highly traceable due to my strong online presence. Had a slight security meltdown when I woke up, but no real Internet access in E-town so I couldn’t do anything about it…now I’m feeling back to normal but it’s probably a good idea to go through all my settings again sometime.

All the other dreams had to deal with one person in various really random scenarios. Guess my subconscious misses people beyond what I’m aware. Strange thing is that I’m even having trouble mentally hearing you speak or visualizing you. It’s weird. I just want to see everyone again.

And…this week, and then California on Saturday, China on Monday. Bringing my Gretsch back as of today. No more guitars at home…but that’s all right. Maybe in the future.

Time passes too quickly. But what can you do? (Nap.)

*Excuse my incoherency. Throughout the months I’ve shifted my Tumblr use to mostly become a mobile thing, and proofreading is a huge pain. Anyhow this is really for me…so…yeah.