Giddy-- (adj.) Having a sensation of whirling and a tendency to fall or stagger; dizzy. (v.) make someone feel excited to the point of disorientation.

Mumford & Sons//Sigh no more

Serve God, love me, and mend.
This is not the end.
Live unbruised, we are friends.
And I'm sorry,
I'm sorry.


Sigh no more, no more
One foot in sea, one on shore
My heart was never pure
And you know me,
You know me.

And man is a giddy thing
Oh man is a giddy thing
Oh man is a giddy thing
Oh man is a giddy thing

Love it will not betray you, dismay, or enslave you,
It will set you free.
Be more like the man you were made to be.

There is a design,
An alignment to cry,
Of my heart to see
The beauty of love as it was made to be.

Pottery Class

I took a pottery class this summer at the Provo Recreation Center. I learned how to throw on the wheel. I've always wanted to take a ceramics class before I graduated and I finally did. I'm really proud of myself for paying for the class and learning from total strangers. My favorite part of ceramics is centering the clay. You have to scoot up really close to the wheel, hold your arms really close to your body, and press your legs against your elbows to leverage all your weight on to the clay. Then it slowly gets centered on the wheel. Once it's centered, you can do anything. Why do I like it so much? I feel like the clay is precious and I want to take care of it and move it slowly so it doesn't crack or fly away. I feel like I'm taking care of something or someone. It's very personal. I love ceramics.

Worst Fears

My girlfriends from Ceramics class were talking about our worst fears as children on Wednesday. When they were little, one of them had a sister whose worst fear it was that the house would catch on fire and the family would forget her as they were escaping, so she would have to hold her sister's hand as she fell asleep to feel safe. Another lady has a daughter who is afraid of men. Ever since then, I've been thinking about my worst fears as a child and now as an adult. When I was young, I distinctly remembering being afraid that my life was like the Truman Show, that people were watching me and judging me, even in my alone time. Today, I am afraid of being lonely or alone. I'm afraid of not being comfortable by myself, with me and only me. I guess I just want to become my own best friend, so I don't have to feel lonely.