i keep on having this thought that my house is haunted. not sure. it's kinda freaky at night, i'll be glad when i get a roommate in a few months. it reminds me of that sex and the city episode where miranda has a ghost in her building, i think she said only single people have ghosts? that's why she made carrie sleep over one time... i can't remember. maybe it's haunting me too.

anyways, i got scared and turned on nichole nordeman's cd. these words struck me:

Help me believe, 'cause I don't want to miss any miracles.
Maybe I'd see much better by closing my eyes.
Help me believe...
Am I too wise to recognize that everything uncertain
Is certainly a possibility.
-nichole nordeman

everything uncertain is certainly a possibility... so true, just had an interesting conversation with a friend of mine who's going through quarterlife crisis. the uncertainty is so uncertain, she's worrying a lot about future career (an interesting one but one that pays enough to support herself), possibility of fitting a husband in, if at all... thinking in our own brains, it doesn't really fit. i have somewhat of an advantage, thanks to school that's shielding me from reality, but it seems just as impossible whenever i try to think about how career's going to fit in with family life, if at all. uncertainty... but it'll work out cuz a lot of it's out of our hands. thank God, i can't imagine if i had to figure it out all for myself. that's what I believe.

Am I too wise to recognize that everything uncertain
Is certainly a possibility