a new life.

my days now consist of:
uninterrupted sleep.
thunderstorms.
studying at a well lit table.
peanut butter sandwiches.
frozen juice bars.
golden eyeshadow.
family and warmth.
anna karenina.
activist literature.
hope.

i have not looked back.

I've stumbledupon my dream home.

I signed up for StumbleUpon last night and spent almost two hours perusing through websites I normally would not have found... Perhaps my favorite is this one:
Hobbit Home
This is the home I'd like to live in. It is environmentally friendly, low impact, and extremely affordable. This entire home was built for 3000 pounds over a period of 3-4 months. Imagine living without a mortgage and being completely self-reliant. Everyone has a dream home. This is mine.

if it means i have to live in a homeless shelter, eat peanut butter sandwiches for every meal, drink from water fountains, then i will. anything is better than the alternative.

a good day.

lemon and water.
sushi and miso.
pens and paper.
accomplishment.
and now,
monster bug wars.
it's been good.

I received my acceptance packet from yellowstone today for the months of September and October. I'm not sure I'll accept as I'd much rather work in the summer of 2012.
I still haven't the courage to tell my parents of what I intend/hope to do this coming year. I am actively researching the possibilities and I've found exactly what I'd like to fill my time. I feel my insides knotting up when I even think of bringing it up.
I'm not sure what I want for myself. What I want for my future. My nature is one rooted in wanderlust, in simplicity, in opposing conventionalism. And I think that a year off would help me unearth my soul, which as of late has been buried under a myriad of expectations, of worries, of dreams that are not my own. A year off would help me become acquainted with the person I know I am, the person that I am becoming.
This is something I desperately need. I'm not sure my parents will agree.