I keep looking at this and thinking that I should write something, but the fact is, I just don't have any words. Except for "alabaster," which keeps popping into my head for no apparent reason. And alabaster alone isn't enough for me to describe how life is whizzing by so fast that I can't get hold of it long enough to talk about it. Except for these few minutes before I go to sleep at night, when I listen to Sufjan Stevens' "Chicago," and it takes me straight back to this absolutely perfect, sunny October day in Vancouver. Marcus and I had just been to the beach; we were on the highway through a lovely part of the city near UBC, and I was trying to take cute pictures of myself with his digital camera and laughing at how I kept looking tortured instead. In the background was "Chicago"; Sufjan Stevens was singing, "All things go, all things go," and right then everything came together and I didn't need anything more than what I had. Every time I listen to that song, I see that day just like it were now, and for those few minutes, that's enough. If you've never listened to "Chicago," I heartily recommend that you do; I guarantee it will make everything a little bit better.

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