forever lover:

(her and this rediculously nice camera
that managed to fall into my hands for awhile)

Where the hell is the happy trail pride?

I'm pretty much over worrying about it (thankgoodnesswhatawasteofenergy)

end of december

A couple of weeks ago I had a dream that someone asked me how old I was and I just couldn't figure it out.
I responded with 24 but that sounded all wrong..... am I 25?
I honestly had no clue, I didn't even guess the right age. I was confused but all the numbers sounded insignificant to my ears.
It was one of the most refreshing dreams I've ever woken up to. Even my subconscious has no idea where age lays.

So much is changing, I don't fear the past or the future. I don't fear where I currently am in my life in conjunction to my age.
I can't wait for 2011, the opportunities are swirling around me and I'm diving in head first.

See you in the Spring.

Dear Seattle,

We've been through so much together, sometimes you were great and sometimes I felt like filling for a separation.
It's time to start making serious plans on leaving you even though huge parts of me will always be here.


goodbye:



hello: