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Elizabe✝h
Hi there.

I'm Elizabeth and I
like to write.
I wish I knew
where I was going
Humm

There are certain truths that I live by
One. I am Eilzabethbutwhatsinaname
Two. I seek happinessbutwhatshappinesswithoutsadness
Three. I pursue self-actualizationbutwhatifidontlikewhatifind
Four. I happily owe everything to Jesus Christ, my saviour and my God. I live for You alone.

Toronto, the city

I like Toronto. I live here.
It's kind of small compared to other cities, I think. Not quite as developed. The subway coverage really sucks.
But I like Toronto. It's urban and vibrant and so diverse. I want to explore it all!

A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies. The man who never reads lives only one

Jane Eyre
The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas
Holes
If Nobody Speaks of Remarkable Things
Le petit prince
The English Patient
The Great Gatsby


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solar powered
Thursday, March 13, 2014 || 12:46 PM

I love bright sunny days
and being outside during.
It's one of the things I love best.

Since I live in a basement, I don't really get light. I don't know whether it's sunny or gloomy or ordinary that day. When I open the door and the sun shines down on me, the sky is clear and blue, I feel as if I'm being fed and healed and revived.
I feel regret at not going out earlier in the day.
A happy regret.

Today, I woke up late. As Laura, my roommate, opens the door to leave, she exclaims, "It's such a nice day outside! It's so sunny!"
I'm not yet ready to leave home yet though. I'm feeling slow today. Not a sad slow or anything, just slow. It's like a lazy day.

The call and the lure of a beautiful day is strong. I don't want to miss out on a beautiful day.
I get nothing of that inside.
The weather app on my phone said it'd be cloudy.

As I'm making myself some tea, I notice that it's awfully warm in our apartment. I decide to open the tiny window above the kitchen counter. Now, I thought I should clarify, this window does basically nothing in terms of light -- it's tiny and looks out to the wall of the neighbouring house. But open it I do, for the fresh air.
And it feels so nice.
The cool breeze drifting in, awakening me.

And I want to go outside.

But
not really. I'm not yet ready to do anything. I want to stay in the comfort of my own home and sort of meander about, eating and studying as I choose.

I don't want to miss out.

And then I think
I have the rest of my life. There will be so many more beautiful, revitalizing, sunny sunny days.
I have so many years ahead of me.
I'm not missing anything
because I'll have it tomorrow.