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| I haven't written in a while. I am happy. I am surrounded by great friends and am cautiously optimistic for the future. I have kept myself busy and I think I am the strongest I have ever been. I am confident. Still, many things remain elusive to me and often I feel as a "spiral floating endlessly in space."
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| In spring the garden urns, casually filled with wind-blown plants, were gay as ever. Violets came and daffodils. But the stillness and the brightness of the day were as strange as the chaos and tumult of night, with the trees standing there, and the flowers standing there, looking before them, looking up, yet beholding nothing, eyeless, and so terrible.
- Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse
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| Last few weeks have been pretty fun. Sometimes I think I am having too much fun, but I mean this is my last semester so it's all good.
We went camping this weekend at Enchanted Rock. We were pretty late getting there; we had originally wanted to see the sunset from the top of the rock. We got there at around 7:45 and even when we raced up there the sun had already set. It was still beautiful, though, and we were able to see all the stars come out. Damn, there were a lot of stars. There were so many stars it was hard to spot constellations because it was so cluttered. The sky was so clear that we could even see the outline of the Milky Way. Damn.
Anyways, we spent about two hours on the rock taking pictures, playing guitar and chilling. Finally, we came down and then it was a 35 minute hike to a camping spot. It was absolutely dark so we had to use our flashlights to see... but that's what made it awesome. We pitched our tents and explored a little. Our campsite was totally isolated, no one was near us. Just us and nature. We spread out a tarp and looked at the stars for a few hours. We saw a ton of shooting stars, I saw like 20 myself.
There's more but, those were the best parts. Best camping trip ever.
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