and i'm nothing of a builder but here i dreamt i was an architect

i can't believe how much time has past since my last post. so much has happened and yet so little at the same time. you feel a bit transient like a small creek but you can't help but step back and see all those bunches of twigs and rocks that kept you from flowing smoothly on toward the river and eventually to the sea.

currently i'm trying on community living for a season and on the whole it has been a blessing. i definitely appreciate solitude in a different way. At the same time, there is a great freedom in forcing yourself to be around people all the time. Personalities can clash and things are messy, but I feel like it's a very holy messiness. There is grit and dirt and it's beautiful. It really makes you think about what are true needs versus wants.