you read my mind

Pandora did an EXCELLENT job of reading my mind today during studio.  Mainly because they really listened to my style.  It was picking up all of my favorites-- Jack Johnson, Norah Jones, Van Morrison, doowop artists, and an arrangement of jazz.

Something Jenny Chau said at discipleship that I must remember, I wish I quoted her, but you how my memory is.  The memory of a goldfish.  So I'll paraphrase, with some personal intake.
Even though college is a special experience, and you won't get the same thing as you're older, God is painting this beautiful picture right in front of our eyes.  We are experiencing a new element and new brush stroke every time we begin a new chapter of our lives.  Just like the seasons, we will see the beauty in every step, in every winter filled with warmth and beauty-- and every spring of renewal and blossom.

Which reminds me, I really want to start painting again.

Time to write my paper, my 10 page paper.  The mixture of jazz and R&B music that I'm playing on my iTunes is creating this ambiance filled with motivation and confidence.  Strange, but I'm accepting it.