Musings.

March 16th, 2009

My trip home was interesting. Good, beautiful, and spontaneous. It was what I needed. But while I was down in Orange County, I learned that my time in Berkeley will be ending sooner then I expected. Rather then moving back home in June, I’ll be packing a U-Hual at the end of April. A month. One month. That is what I’ve been given.

ocean If anything, this was a blessing. Since coming back to Berkeley I’ve been able to appreciate it even more. The little things. The big things. The shock of having to leave in just a few week has given me the ability to enjoy each day in a new way. At the same time, I’m antsy. Skittish, maybe. I’m at this point of my life where I don’t know what to expect. Three months from now I have no clue where I’ll be, but I suppose that is a good thing.

Whatever the case, everything is crazy. It’s hard for me realize that my time here is ending. Did I not just move in? Time is such a ridiculous concept, but it’s beautiful.

ANYHOW, I was tagged by Shola to do a meme! Yay!

What’s your real name? Heather Ezell.
Are you sad? Not in this moment.
Who is your best friend? Fayie.
What was the first thing you did this morning when you got up?Drank a glass of water.
Whatís the last movie you saw? Lost in Translation.
Are you a friendly person? I think so.
What song are you listening to right now? Giri Song by Trevor Hall.
When was the last time you cried? This morning.
Have you ever broken somebody’s heart? Supposedly.
When you had your first kiss? Fourteen. It was lovely.
Do you wish upon stars? Maybe.
What can make you happy in this moment? My gratitude.
Do you drink or smoke? No.
Where did you sleep last night?In my loft.
Where is the last place you went? Farmer’s market.
Answered the truth on all questions? Yes.

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Nineteen year old unpublished author. California native. Victim of extreme wander lust. Avid reader. Lover of rain, mountains, and moody oceans. A firm believer that a day is not productive without hours of writing involved. The girl who dances alone in corners.

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