I am posting from my fabulously multicolored dorm room (scarves as layered wall hangings are wonderful for clinically white walls) on my newly acceptable computer (their computing Policy is comparatively simple and nice, possibly more on that later). My roommates are fabulous. Though I am slightly sensually overwhelmed (the Orientation Counselors (OCs) were helpful, kind, understanding and above all LOUD) I am happy. And very tired. Hopefully I will be able to try out the karate nearby this week and am currently practicing my music. More tomorrow!
My life flows on in endless song;
Above earth’s lamentation
I hear the sweet though far off hymn
That hails a new creation:
Through all the tumult and the strife
I hear the music ringing;
It finds an echo in my soul—
How can I keep from singing?