Ah, the clever guile of the fatal temptress . . .     Another slow day at Carmike Cinemas for the attentive worker (i.e. a customer actually had to tap the glass to get my attention, I was so engrossed in my book). I sorta felt like a caged animal…

Have you ever looked into the sky on a cloudy day and seen a break in the clouds where light cannot help but burst through–pouring through a sliver where the grayness would not hold–and imagined that with the golden streams of light a sudden trumpet blast would call you home…

Just six days till I go back to Hillsdale and I’m still not sure if I’m quite ready for what will come after…. but I suppose it doesn’t matter whether I’m ready or not. Sad times at the theater, with everyone leaving and going back to school. It’s quite a…

It’s a new year. Everybody’s changing and I don’t feel the same. I had a dream last night that I was actually in Narnia, except it was a different sort of Narnia. I was at a conference of sorts and Aslan was speaking (go figure…). I expected to hear something…

“You would not have called to me unless I had been calling to you,” said the Lion.-The Silver Chair, C.S. Lewis

Trying to get back in the swing of being at home and working at the theater again. There’s way too much going on in these next two days what with All Saint’s practice tonight for the Christmas Eve services and Abigail’s Christmas Deb Ball tomorrow night. Changing my work schedule…