the words we say won't matter anyhow

flight.

the past 3 days have been a blur.  it is impossible to distinguish anything anymore.  i remember music, couscous, frozen cheesecake, teepees, lemonade, dirty blankets, water all tied together only by eno fest and julie.  
i hardly took any pictures which helps with the elusive nature that is describing my last few days.
these are from before eno fest.  more j and a bonding time.  this would be the night of my emotional breakdown which led to spinning around and totally letting go on east campus.





these are the only 5 pictures i have from eno fest.  julie and i got matching hennas.  and lemonades. 

and pancakes?
man with sock tan line?
it was a wonderous 3 days but not something i could go through all that often.  

i feel disconnected from the world.

and from certain people.

and also really blissfully happy in some really small ways that i know won't last.

... if only things were that easy.  i can't even seen to make it happen.
some dress perfection.

even though i spent my independence day weekend surrounded by people with the same idea as me...sometimes i just felt so alone.  

this can be a good thing.

or sometimes not.

it is time to reconnect the dots.  they have been disconnected for too long.