very often my face speaks for me even when my lips are silent. it's always telling... though it can be easily misinterpreted. i used to get embarrassed and annoyed by this breach of privacy. now, i'm thankful for the honesty in it.
i'm content for the first time in my life.
i love simple things.... sometimes a hug is worth a thousand words. i had never fully known their poetry until the day i was hugged so perfectly it was like everything i'd ever wanted to be true about life was alive in that moment.
i'm having more discussions about psychology and the patterns of human behavior than i knew i had in me.
my dreams are strange and vivid! i love when a dream is so good it keeps me smiling in my waking life.
i walk a lot lately. i try to take pictures at night when my camera doesn't get enough light and i have to walk away from something beautiful that i desperately wanted to capture. i never fancied myself a photographer, but now i find myself thinking of the possibilities of bigger cameras.
i like faces. sometimes i can keep myself from staring... not always.
i'm really not very concerned with impressing others. apparently not even my interviewers.... which i find very amusing!
"Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful,
we must carry it with us or we find it not." Emerson
"For an observer, the better it gets, the better it gets; or the worse it gets, the worse it gets. One who is a visionary thrives in all times."
