Words Do No Justice

I've had this up for a while, but I haven't posted about it here yet. I have set up an online portfolio for my photos. Here's the link. I've been considering getting a new deviantArt account, I hate the username and domain that I have now. I've had that account for years. We'll see what happens with that.

I just finished watching a few episodes of Dead Like Me. Each times I watch that show, the wheels in my head start grinding away.












I push people away fro- no. I don't push people away from me. I don't get myself involved with people. I sit on the sidelines and watch. Somehow I got this idea into my head that life is a spectator sport. I don't know why I do it. I don't really know how to stop. I'm the kind of person you have to approach, or you won't know me at all. I'm the person you have to push into the lake if I'm going to swim.

I don't ask questions because I'm afraid of answers.

I want to go camping in a tent and let my phone die. I want to be completely disconnected again.


Mostly,


I just want to see the stars.