Wednesday, July 30, 2008

It'll All Seem Better Somehow, in Time.

I'm running out of gas.
I don't like biking to work.
I don't like working 10 hour shifts.
I don't like my current lack of night-life.

But praise God that I have a bike to make work possible.
And that I have a job.
And that I am alive.

The hardest arithmetic to master is that which enables us to count our blessings.
-Eric Hoffer

Monday, July 28, 2008

Summer Loving.

I've said it before... This house is incredible.
Here are some pictures from our amazing Sunday at the beach...
(Don't mind the rolls... I've worked hard on them and I'm not covering them up with a smelly old one-piece).

Check out Kelsey's and my sweet shorts tans. Yay for outdoor jobs!

It says 'friends'. Yay for friends!

The waves were over our heads!

Just a little bit of roomie love. Sometimes Kelsey keeps me up snoring. Other times we laugh so hard we nearly puke. It's a fair trade.

Tree looks like a sailor :)

Trust me, the ultimate fear on my face in the last one is well-founded.

Saturday, July 19, 2008

Living is Simple.

(Yay for Switchfoot).
I always hear stuff about 'talking the talk' and 'walking the walk'.
In my self-examination, I asked myself how I live out my values.
Here is what I came up with.
I challenge you to do the same!

Existing in a state of harmony.
I choose to live peace by creating.

Extending honesty, faith and sincerity to reality.
I choose to live truth by writing.

Passion, friendship, self-sacrifice, affection and desire.
I choose to live love by serving.

A belief in a positive outcome.
I choose to live hope by believing.

An aversion of inequality.
I choose to live justice by helping.

Positivly reflecting the meaning of one's own existence.
I choose to live beauty by capturing.

Directing all intent, belief, and resources to the benefit of all.
I choose to live community by volunteering.

Truthfulness of origins, attributions, commitments, sincerity, devotion, and intentions.
I choose to live authenticity by playing.

Monday, July 14, 2008

You're Barely Scraping By.

(A line from Dashboard Confessional's song The Places You've Come To Fear the Most.)

Meet Jen.
Jen is a 70-something-year-old regular at the Freeway.
Jen has Paranoid Schizophrenia.
Jen killed her husband a while ago, before her diagnosis.
Jen has a friend who tells her to kill evil people.
Jen gave me a picture of the Freeway tonight, with 'Welcom Erica to the FRWY' written on the back.

Meet Junior.
Junior is a 39-year-old new attendee at the Freeway.
Junior has two children who are 4 and 6.
Junior is not allowed to see his children.
His ex-wife threatens to take them to Mexico if he tries to contact them.
His 6-year-old's birthday was a week ago and I've never seen someone so torn.

Meet John.
John is a 21-year-old homeless man who comes into the Freeway on Mondays.
John never orders anything but a cup of water.
John puts three pennies in the tip jar every Monday.
He has a dream to one day own a ranch where he can offer work to homeless youth.
John sleeps under the stairs at Copps Colliseum.

I wish I could fix everything.
I am learning.

Friday, July 4, 2008

Orange Juice Blues.


(Joel rocks my socks).