i could feel the trees breathing and the sun blaring down on the house.
i could feel everybody hurrying and trying to breathe it in.
i watched the smoke drift away and fade into the air.
you know the way the wind moves through the grass?
you know the way the light shines through the leaves?
you know the way your feet sink into the sand?
that's the way that i wanna see things.
you would feel the clouds moving and the rain flying through the air.
you would feel your heart pumping and the blood rushing to get out.
i watched the noise she made drift into my ears.
you know the way the bass drum is keeping the beat?
you know the way the waves crash into the rocks?
you know the way your nose forms into your eyes?
that's the way i wanna think things.
5.30.2008
5.22.2008
INSURANCE.
i can drive again in a week and i've been getting some quotes on car insrance. it SUCKS. my insurance looks like it's gonna have to be at least 300 a month or maybe even more. i hate thinking about it.
i do like thinking about the fact that scott is coming home.
things are feeling nice again. i gotta admit. for a month or so i was starting to get a little bummed out about a lot of stuff.

































i do like thinking about the fact that scott is coming home.
things are feeling nice again. i gotta admit. for a month or so i was starting to get a little bummed out about a lot of stuff.

































5.01.2008
PRESSURE.
my focus has switched in the last few months from photography to music. i'm not really sure how it happen or why it happened, but i find myself much more concerned with making better music than taking better pictures.
it's hard for me in to make music because of all the pressure i make for myself. it seems that every friend of mine has been writing music for as long as they can remember and they all know how to do it.
i feel 100 steps behind all of them, it's really hard to just not think about that.
it's hard for me in to make music because of all the pressure i make for myself. it seems that every friend of mine has been writing music for as long as they can remember and they all know how to do it.
i feel 100 steps behind all of them, it's really hard to just not think about that.
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