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Name: T
Country: United States
State: Michigan
Birthday: 11/7/1983
Gender: Female
Interests: avacados. and brie. coffee. and chocolate.
literature. and art.
rain. and beauty.
Expertise: how to peel an orange in one go. what good books to read. how to make an almost-gourmet-$3 dinner.
Occupation: Student of Life
Industry: Construction
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
Member Since:
11/17/2003
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| made it through a manipulative meeting with the landlord. thank God for compassionate Czech friends who are willing to translate and firmly stand their ground for common sense. roomie and i just finished an amazing [jamie oliver] chicken dinner and are recuperating with dark chocolate, merlot, & chuck...
(a shooting star & sarah siskind also help).
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| people who are good at what they do and are unpretentious about it.
the swell season going on tour. and coming to prague.
having more on my plate than i have time for.
friends who challenge and inspire.
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| i recently met a girl at the airport and my roommate and i have had a couple of conversations with her. she has been homeless since august, but this is not her first time being homeless. what is different about this time is that she has gone through a severe depression, is no longer dreaming & does not have ideas for her future. it made me realize how much i have. i'm sure you have heard before that as middle-class people from the western world we are much more rich than we realize.
i think our wealth is not so much in our level of education or bank accounts, although those are valuable things. i think a huge part of wealth that we take for granted is the ability to dream, to envision possibilities that may or may not be feasible, but are worth taking the risk on. the confidence to take a stab at something even though we are not sure that we can accomplish it. to risk, to attempt great things, even if we only end up achieving something in the middle.
thinking about what it would be like to be homeless, to have cut myself off from my community, and to have lost the will to dream has made me think about some of the risks that i can take in the years to come. there's no reason not to apply for an internship/job that is hard to get into or to live somewhere where i can become fluent in one of the languages i have already studied. there is nothing to lose...
also, life with Jesus is life worth living. i am not alone in the journey or the risks i take. this is something else it is so easy to take for granted until i am in a conversation with someone who really is alone.
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| Today was a lovely day off. Instead of doing "normal" restful things (like watching an episode of the Office) I decided to rest extravagantly. I drew a bath for myself, propped my laptop in between the bathroom sinks (far from water, do not fear!) and watched the Office while I soaked in the tub. Indulgent? Yes. Relaxing? Absolutely it was (to paraphrase Jim).
Then I caught up with friends from the States who I hadn't talked with in ages while making and eating this yummy stirfry:
In the evening, Steph (my roomie) and I headed over to a friend's house where we added our contribution of a Caprese salad to their delicious spaghetti dinner and we had a feast before we left for (drumroll, please) the World Cup qualifier match between the Czech Republic & N. Ireland.
It was pretty cold outside (it snowed a little in the last 15 mins of the match), but the stadium kept out most of the wind. The match ended as a draw, which was disappointing. Nonetheless, I really enjoyed watching an international soccer match, so I had no complaints. I took lots of pictures, trying to capture the action even though I was quite far away. N. Ireland has a stellar goalie who blocked shot after shot from the Czech Republic. All the N. Irish fans were in one section clad in green and singing and chanting non-stop. The Czechs could not beat them with spirit, even though they cheered some. I cheered for the Czech Republic (after all, it would be brilliant to cheer them on this summer if they make it) while my heart cheered with the Irish because northern or not, I feel kinship to them. One fan in particular looked like the faces I am used to seeing in Ireland:
I miss Ireland! Anyways, now I am finishing my day with a cup of hot chocolate. It's good to be toasty after such a cold night--that said, it was totally worth it.
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