A sunday night post.

It's sunday night and I'm feeling alright.

So ends the spring break of my senior year.

I spent most of the time working on my downstairs basement, fixing it up, things like that. 

It was real nice to be able to work on something during the day and then go hangout at night.

It felt like I actually did something, unlike how I have felt pretty much this whole school year.

We'll be done with the walls soon, then we can paint and recarpet.

It will be a very nice place to live for the summer :)

Had to go to Menard's for supplies and such.

 It's a nice place to walk around and think of the possibilities.

 Saw this though: 

Their blocks are so awesome it deserved two exclamation points.

I think this week went by to fast, before I know it I will be out of public education and enter government subsidized education. Yipeeeeeee

Dim the lights please.

I wish I could have performed on there one last time.

"And a woman spoke, saying, "Tell us of Pain."

And he said:

Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.

Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain.

And could you keep your heart in wonder at the daily miracles of your life, your pain would not seem less wondrous than your joy;

And you would accept the seasons of your heart, even as you have always accepted the seasons that pass over your fields.

And you would watch with serenity through the winters of your grief.

Much of your pain is self-chosen.

It is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self.

Therefore trust the physician, and drink his remedy in silence and tranquillity:

For his hand, though heavy and hard, is guided by the tender hand of the Unseen,

And the cup he brings, though it burn your lips, has been fashioned of the clay which the Potter has moistened with His own sacred tears."

THe first time I read this I nearly cried.

It's sunday night and I'm feeling alright.