Your arms full, and your hair wet
Posted By Claire on November 14, 2009
Went to Santa Monica beach/pier the other day. Time alone with my God and time alone for me. Also got a little studying in at Jinky’s and then Le Pain Quotidien. Cute French boy on the bus ride back but sadly he got off halfway through.
Lots of wind, thoroughly chilled. I grieved a little over various things, and thought what a great place this would be a for a date, and realized that I’ve been trying to stifle/bury my loneliness and struggles with the faith this quarter by being madly busy. Life.
Writing T.S. Eliot lyrics in the sand – I got the lyrics slightly wrong(has it really been that long since I read Eliot?) It’s “They called me the hyacinth girl” not “They called you the hyacinth girl”
And
“Then Jesus said, “Surely I will be with you to the very end of the age’”
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