I stopped by Barnes and noble on my way to work today and picked up this book I saw in vegas called “I wrote this for you please find this” and it’s exactly the book I’ve been wanting to write. Little did I know there are three books, I bought the biggest one which chronicles 10 years. It’s short poetry and pictures. That’s basically why I started taking my photography class. I am so excited to read this and probably buy the other two books as well. Hopefully I’ll get a little inspiration from it. Of course I’m reading gone with the wind right now and have been reading it forever, so it may be awhile before I get to it. Nevertheless, I’m excited!
So many ways to connect socially, yet we find ourselves loney…what’s up with that?
I remember this day every time I have decided to start over. It’s a day that I accept what I can’t change, and move forward. It’s a day that hurts like hell to get to, but I get to it in my own time. It’s a day where finally I can rub the sleep out of my eyes and get on with my life.
Sometimes I think it takes a big catastrophe to see the bigger picture. Bagging up as much as I can to donate, my city is so great with the amount of help we are giving each other. We are all personally hurt from Harvey, but we can’t just stand still and watch. I’m just ready for my city of over 6 million to not be a ghost town any longer, yesterday we pumped out over 100 gallons of water out of our garage, im ready to pull flooring out and replace everything that needs to be replaced. I’m so glad the sun is out, a new day has begun and hopefully we can begin to put this all behind us as we will be displaced for some time.
It’s flooding down in Texas and we are hurting bad. We had water in every room of our house, basically trapped in a water filled city. In less than 48 hours we had more water than some states have jn a whole year, and the rain hasn’t stopped and isn’t due to stop for days: pray for Texas y’all we are hurting!
I think my favorite sound currently is the cats running around chasing each other on the hardwood floor, it is the cutest thing ever. The little kitten is soooo sweet, she loves the older one and she loves to cuddle. They are the perfect shades of contrasting colors, and nap and play all day…it is adorable.
Sometimes you can go back and look at old things, and be sad but like happy sad. Sad that that time is gone, but happy that it happened. Happy for the memories of something pretty special.