Thoughts at 9:47

I am sitting in my room listening to Gladiator and thinking about Costa Rica. I miss the land and the people. It reminds me of that one scottish song I used to sing:

Soon shall I see thy bright shores in the sunlight
Heather on hills and the rising of morn
THe Golden gray sea mist rose east in the Morning
To run the wild hills of the Cullins of Rum

I never thought I would feel like this about Costa Rica but there you go.

Other than these feelings, I am thinking about the homework that (always) needs to get done, this past weekend (it was thanksgiving here) and the soccer game comming up this evening. I wonder if I will play?

I am writting all this just to make myself write for non academic purposes. I forget that I love to write and communicate when I am forced to do so all the time.

There are a few more things on my mind. The one that gets the most attention is: what should I be doing with my life? I have several ideas. And, some good news, it no longer matteres who I marry. I have made up my mind that I need to first know what I am called to do before I know who I want to marry. It is all nice to fall in love, but what If I fell in love with someone who wanted to be an [american] foot ball player? And I wanted to open an orphnage? Or be a relief worker? Or a dancer? Anyway, so I am figuring some stuff out, and slowly I am fiding that i do not have to marry a Highlander. I thinik I just wanted him to complete me to who I have always wanted to be. Now I understand that I am already who I want to be and do not need anyone to complete me.


But that is too deep now. So back to the periphial. I hope you are all amused by my spelling.

Hello Costa Rica. (say hello to the land for me those of you who have a chance)

with love

The small black cat.

ps. the above picture is from the MK retreat. We wanted to get to an island so we waded accross the water. goot times