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Wednesday, February 1, 2012


Ottobeuren Abbey Bavaria Germany

I'm not really sure what to say about everything, so I think I'll just let everything speak for itself.  My words wouldn't do it justice anyways.

It's like watching the kid you don't know but you wish you did, or the one you do know but not very well.

It's like knowing that 10 years ago you were just like that little girl, and that your mother was in 1977 and that little Russian lady was in 1914.  That the little boy who said "to hell with the Kaiser" meant it because probably his brother or his dad were killed.

It's like loving the boy who wears Nike and likes to dance and the girl who drinks her coffee in first period and cries on New Years Day, like the boy who wears plaid pants and the one who braids your hair.  It's like loving someone you have never spoken to, only because that girl you used to know was in love with him.

But it's also like loving the girl with the 80s sweater who calls you by your last name or the tall boy who always says hi.

It's like how Charlie read The Catcher in the Rye so that he wouldn't feel like crying, but that's the book that made me cry in the first place.

It's like when people take things seriously that are mostly just a joke.

It's like listening to the same song 5 times in a row and you're still not sick of it.

"Using great big words that they don’t understand."

With love,


KrisLohner said...

It's like when people take things seriously that are mostly just a joke. --- story of my life. I love you Danielle.

The Crash Test Dummy said...

It's like HOLY CRAP,Dani! What the what? You're a beautiful genius!!

I would say beautiful loser because that's the highest compliment, but I won't because even though I have a feeling you would get that, you shouldn't aspire to be a loser until you're in your 40's.