give that memory away

i have these memories that kind of stagger in and out of my life.  i don't like them because i feel like i haven't moved on from it, whatever it was.  in an effort to feel like i have moved on, i decided to give the memories back.  to the universe maybe?  i go on walks and that's typically when i am thinking a lot and so i often give them to trees i pass by.  take a moment to really talk it all out of my head so the tree fully hears me and can keep it and i don't have to think about it anymore.  it's not mine!

i've been wanting to listen to azure ray lately, and forgot about how music holds memories really well.  or, maybe i just stop listening to certain music so i don't have to think about the feeling anymore.  then when i go back to it years later, it's not quite so bad.  i can remember that over-emotional state that i was in.  all dramatic emotions that i often laugh about now.  how did that person stir up so much from me?  and talk about some staying power!  i just gave away the memories maybe a month ago or so and that was after at least 5 years of scratches on the back from memory.  or that memory.  or this one.  OH, TUMULTUOUS LOVE!

chris and i have such a low-key relationship that it's hard for me to understand that i was even like that.  well, chris and i have had some dramatic points, but the guy is always wrong when the girl is 1] drunk - go figs. 2] preggo from hell...  and you really can't blame a her for those.  not drunk and pregnant - two separate occasions, by the way.

our anniversary passed by and we didn't do anything.  not even a mention of it.  we both forgot.  it doesn't matter.  i spend less time documenting and remembering dates and more time focusing on what is happening now.  making new memories.

appliance purchase makes me an adult... or just poorer

oh, man.  after doing a bunch of research on washers and dryers, i finally bought one.  a dryer, that is.  what?  it was the cheapest.  and i actually did buy the washer as well, but i returned it immediately...  as in, i hadn't even taken my hands off the counter as catalyst to leave the store.  i couldn't help it!  i wanted to choke putting down so much money at once.  i got this really weird feeling in my body and chris and i were texting back.and.forth and he said ziya just woke.up screaming out of nowhere, so i took it as a sign.  i've never spent that kind of money.  i mean, we still have 2 weeks and 5 days until we are into our new apartment so that gives me extra time to try and find an even better deal.  

until then, THIS DRYER BETTER BE AMAZING...  not drying anything.

my world

for my birthday, chris had a star named after me.  apparently, Aries RA 2h 34m 28s D 24' 28', is now called Anna Kathryn Love.  it's my own world!  or maybe it's just a black hole with the sun's reflection.  i like to think of it as my own little planet with people running around doing stuff.  kind of like sims, i control them.  and not really controlling at all, but just saying 'hello!' and watching them, because i love to spy on people.  but i keep picturing the phantom toll booth and how that book became alive when i watched the movie.  in that old, cartoony-way, anyway.  

soul glow.  let your soul glow.  let your soul gloooow.