Junkie

I am a playlist junkie. It only takes a quick browse through my iPod to see just how ridiculous I am. I have playlists for every mood and season, playlists for studying and playlists for dance parties, playlists made with hope of things to come and playlists made after hard goodbyes. Sometime some one's lyrics can just say it better than I ever could.

I am caught in the middle of so many things. I'm writing this post from the kitchen in Huntsville, UT - definitely middle ground, even though I know this house almost as well as my wonderfully ghetto/purple apartment in Provo or my tiny little brick house in Idaho. The weather, as is typical in Utah, can't seem to stick with one season. It's cold and cloudy outside, but the grass is a lovely spring green. I'm in between my sophomore and junior years at BYU. My twentieth birthday is looming in the not-so-distant future, but I still feel like a little girl sometimes.

This summer is full of exciting things, but right now I'm waiting for it all to get started & hoping that I can quit playing monkey in the middle. With the help of a few new playlists to help me think things through, I think I'm figuring it out.

In the meantime - checkout the songs on my blog playlist - they are there for a reason.