semantics

i love this little clip. it pulls at my heart-strings. it gives me goose-bumps. it makes my eyes fill up. i totally dig what they're saying.

i'm hoping:
...it's going to snow again soon.
...my brain is wrong & not actually sensing the onset of a cold.
...i won't get overwhelmed seeing as december is going to be a busy month.
...he'll be approved.
...she will be safe.
...we'll all get along.
...i won't be afraid of my 29th birthday.
...for wisdom and discernment.
...you will be certain.
...you'll have a baby.
...he'll get to keep his liver.
...it'll all work out ok.
and much much more. i'm trying to figure out what hope is. if it's more than just getting what we want. and if it's not, i'm trying to reconcile to myself that it's ok to want and not feel guilty about it. some where along the line i started to confuse wants with dissatisfaction. wants and needs. some wants aren't essential to life, and yet are at the same time. it's all so confusing. i guess it all depends on the definition of life; if it's mere survival than our wants are insignificant. but if life is relational then that changes everything. i believe it is relational. i'm relational. oh sometimes existential dilemmas hurt my brain. a verdict is still out on this one, i'm churning it over.

you are a radio.
you are an open door.
i am a faulty string of blue christmas lights.