It's the taste of Oreo's on the nights I can't sleep,
and the dogs at my feet on the nights I can.
It's the assurance in his smile that everything will be okay,
and the comfort of his shoulder when nothing is.
It's the smell of the rain,
and the heat of the sun.
It's the smeared sidewalk chalk,
and the empty porch swing.
It's the dent in the hood,
and the time at the drive-in.
It's the time we ran away,
and the long drive home.
It's a forbidden kiss,
and the lost look in the morning.
It's a memory that just won't fade,
and a forgotten inside joke.
It's a true best friend,
and a cold jone's soda.
It's a dance in the snow,
and a stubbed toe.
It's a goodbye,
and a laugh at nothing.
It's an "i remember",
and an "i'll never forget".
It's a birthday guitar,
and a shattered friendship.
It's a upright piano,
and an unbridled passion.
It's a dried out contact,
and a broken curfew.
It's a babysitting job,
and a crawl out the window.
It's an extra two minutes,
and a passing train.
It's a answered prayer,
and a broken promise.
It's a life,
and a journey.

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Life- I CANT GET ENOUGH! It's the little things that keep me ticking anymore... Believe it or not each one of those sentences mean something to me - heh.

I'm back... first of all, my apologies.

Why?

No reason... my portable blog has been stealing all my thoughts -and most of them were rather personal... so i didn't feel comfy flinging them about to the eyes of any willing reader.

but, i'm back.

...Maybe it's the folded volleyball net lying on my back padio, or the empty jones soda bottles rolling around the concrete porch... perhaps the remnants of water balloons scattered throughout the reber property screaming of lost battles... As stupid as it sounds, I've just now realized we're dancing in the midst of summer.

...oh wow, it's been so great...

I feel stupid - summer is my favorite thing. So many memories are made - so many... and during this creative prime i've neglected my blog! Even my portable blog is filled with angsty teenage emotion crap... augh. WAKE UP JENNY!

okay okay okay, i'm awake.

I have so much material. A big THANK YOU to my faithful readers... you'll be rewarded with many fine tales.

.....sidewalk poetry, july 13th, love, faith, JESUS, balloon fighting, snapping, liberating, bare footedeness, music, army fatigues, russian missionaries selling wind chimes, and a teddy bear in a leaopard suit.... everything you could expect from a summer vacation.

Most of my lack of blogging came from an overabundance of blogable material - "am i worthy enough to get this all written right?" WOAH WOAH WOAH.... *i had to stop myself right then and there* When did i stop writing like no one was reading? Blogging = online journal = glimpse into a person's heart. I don't want to write things that sound cool just because i want the people reading to think i'm cool - i want to write to touch hearts and to provide glimpses into the mystery that is me. I stopped doing that for awhile...


BUT IM BACK!!!


so...

stayed tuned for an explosive dose of jenny... (i promise)