It's a hard concept for me that it's possibly possible to actually relax once in awhile. Maybe take a seat, watch a few episodes of RHOBH? Do I know how to sit? Probably not. Have a real hard time catching onto that one. My whole life night has been my best friend. It's when I would read (and read and read), or draw, or look up sad stories on vimeo and cry myself to sleep. Either way, the goth side of me comes out when the sun goes down. Me and nighttime have a pretty good thing going. It's when I get most things accomplished and it's when my brain really starts grinding some gears (hence the art projects at 3 am). I start getting into really deep questions that I ask myself (and the google toolbar) and could stay up for hours learning about things I never would've known before. I don't know why i'm not tired now. I woke up at 7:30 today and haven't stopped going since then. But when my pointer finger finds its way over to the spiritual side of all things internet. I. Get. Lost. Or...found, should I say? I could spend hours just looking and learning and watching all things gospel related. It really does just calm me down, mellow me out, center me...so really it's like yoga for my soul. Yeah. That. So while going through the Gilbert temple the other week, I snapped some pictures. Researched about the temple, how long it took, who was involved, how much it cost. All that jazz. SO appreciative and grateful for temples and for the blessings that come along with attending. The church is a powerful and amazing thing that is the rod for me in these trying times. How grateful I am to know of a place where i'm able to be sealed to my future family and to already be sealed to my present family. Such a grateful girl over here right now at 2:05 in the morning.