Though it seems the universe is pointing me in another direction, I’ve been determined to avoid reading books on tape. Why on earth would I do such a thing when my commute has been so lengthy lately? Because when I read a book, I read for quotes. I read for what one teacher at BC taught me to call “perfect sentences.” I look for words that are so artfully strung together, that I’m reminded why I love writing. Every book I’ve read in the last ten years has ear marks in it, those of you who’ve ever borrowed a book from me can attest to that.

I’d like to start reading some poetry again as well. I miss the rhythm of it.

Today I was struck several times by the beauty of these song lyrics from Zac Brown Band’s “Colder Weather”

“When I close my eyes I see you
No matter where I am
I can smell your perfume through these whispering pines
I’m with your ghost again
It’s a shame about the weather
But I know soon we’ll be together
And I can’t wait till then.”