I have "The Chain" by Ingrid Michaelson stuck in my head. Its such a lovely, soothing song. It makes me want to Viennese waltz or at the very least twirl across the room.
Yesterday was really random. My second cousin from Finland was in town and I shuttled him around so he could see what Utah has to offer. The original plan was to show him around SLC and tour Timpanogous caves. Instead I searched for him at the mall for 45 min, raced in the rain but didn't make it to the Timp caves in time, and hiked up Bridal Veil falls in the rain. Still a lot of fun but not as epic as it was supposed to be. Oh well. It was my week on so I at least have an excuse.
So I made it to MN. Its so good to be home. Being around my nephews makes me REALLY wish I had kids of my own. Seeing my sister doing so well despite her unfortunate situation is a relief since I worry about her far more than she realizes. Jessica is practically grown up now which is weird to me. My parents are both their usual selves. I'm so excited to spend time with Deseret. Yeah, life is good.
Heres a poem I wrote about work while at work the other night. They have temporarily taken away our internet at work so this was one of the ways I kept myself awake on Tuesday night.
pSHHH... errr, tsh tsh tsh, clicka clicka clicka, beep
Tap, snap, chunka, thump,
whir, purr, hum, rumble, ERRK, GRIND, EEEEE!
An abrupt halt to your robotic lullabye
Your Night-dreams stir
Fresh gloves snap on
Its time to work your thunder.
You look deep inside a mechanical soul
Searching for answers
Tipping, shifting, lifting
Wheels and gears, tubes and slides,
They seem to dance in perfect harmony.
The reinitialize.
All appears well.
But in your heart you know the soul is broken
Without a healing hands it will fester and maim
Until its broken frame shuts down like a striken beast.
Unable to take another step.
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