My Place

It's funny how when you really like doing something, like playing softball or rockclimbing or even just going out on hikes, you don't let anything stop you--even if you get badly injured, you don't want that to make you stop running. It's the whole mind-over-matter philosophy, I guess. I just noticed it earlier when I was at my church, once again off by myself trying to find a way into this canyon (I definitely talked to Audrey a lot today, I just couldn't resist going back to this place, and of course I had to go alone). It's really far down though and about a thousand bushes and trees are in the way, plus it's a very steep hill.

Today I finally got down to this little place that's not very far down, definitely not half-way, but I still felt accomplished. I don't think anyone else really goes down there...I'm the only one crazy enough to try. I like it though. It's like my special place, where I can just sit and think and listen to music. Shoulda remembered my headphones today...Anyways, I cut myself so many times on random sticks and stuff though, lol. At least I didn't rip my dress.

Lately, I've really been wanting to make a random stranger smile. I actually did today, though it was more her comment than mine that made her smile, but I was the cause of it. But that's a new goal of mine now. To make people I don't know very well smile, and even the ones I do know. All I have to do is...smile and look friendly. (oh god for some reason the creepy chocolate guy popped into my head...ahh scarred me for life. it's so weird running into him in the hallways....)

So, I hope everyone who reads this has a good day tomorrow. And the day after that, too :)

sincerely,
stephanie