Up the Mountain

I hiked the "Y" for the first time this evening! The path was harder to climb than I expected. The exercise was good though, and so was the company.

The Sweet Aroma of His Collar Bone

So, technically I should be asleep right now--either that or working on my unfinished research paper, due tomorrow. But I couldn't suppress the long-time call of my abandoned blog.

I must say, I've been quite pleasantly distracted lately: who could resist the sweet aroma of his collar bone? I love running my nose up his soft cheek and down his strong shoulder in search of the source of such fragrance. I love him, really.

I'm also in love with life in general. Even the difficult classes I always find reasons to complain about, I love them too. My classes are pushing me to grow and learn. The sun is shining. I have two wonderful jobs during a time of economic uncertainty. I have a lovely bed, in a lovely room, a room all to my own. I'm starting a sign language interpreting program in three weeks, and counting. I love life.

Today Travis and I kissed in front of a large group of fifteen year old EFY campers. They squirmed and then applauded. Travis loved it; I searched for the sweet aroma of his collar bone.