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Monday, June 22, 2009
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Double Decker Bus
The Endless Potential of a Road...
It has always been a thought in the back of my mind,
to just grab a car and take off on the open road.
Follow the signs.
See the sights.
Let the roads and highways lead me.
I sit now.
Watching the trees pass me by.
The sun bouncing off of the cars.
Only the shadow of the vehicle constantly following.
The breeze moving the grass, whipping thru the trees.
My headphones singing a soundtrack to the trip.
Some whisps of clouds in the gray-blue sky.
Even as the destination approaches,
one can't help but ponder the possibilities,
that this road could lead to.
Time seems to pass a little bit slower
as I take in the view.
Maybe someday I could live here.
Maybe someday I'll live somewhere like this.
Maybe not.
The only thing known is that only more questions will arise.
The question after this trip:
Where to next?
It has always been a thought in the back of my mind,
to just grab a car and take off on the open road.
Follow the signs.
See the sights.
Let the roads and highways lead me.
I sit now.
Watching the trees pass me by.
The sun bouncing off of the cars.
Only the shadow of the vehicle constantly following.
The breeze moving the grass, whipping thru the trees.
My headphones singing a soundtrack to the trip.
Some whisps of clouds in the gray-blue sky.
Even as the destination approaches,
one can't help but ponder the possibilities,
that this road could lead to.
Time seems to pass a little bit slower
as I take in the view.
Maybe someday I could live here.
Maybe someday I'll live somewhere like this.
Maybe not.
The only thing known is that only more questions will arise.
The question after this trip:
Where to next?
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Ice Cream Cone
Walking down the street I find myself fascinated with people-watching.
Maybe it's just me, but I always find it interesting to be a viewer of others.
The way people hold themselves is much different when others are around.
What people wear, or are willing to wear out, says a bit about them.
Thus creating stereotypes about people; what they like, where they are going, etc.
You can always read articles on: What does your outfit say about you?
You can take quizzes about: What should you wear today?
But, can't there be simpler answers? Does it really take a ten question quiz to tell you why you wear what you wear?
I guess I shouldn't really talk, in the potential to offend, but that doesn't mean that I can't think about it.
I like wearing soft fabrics, bright colors, things that appeal to me personally.
You should know that I want to go into some form of fashion design.
When drawing designs and outfits, I draw what I think would look nice, with colors that compliment one another and the person who may wear it, and a nice fit.
Now I am going off on a tangent.
I tend to ramble.
In time, you will get used to this.
Welcome to the mind that is mine.
Maybe it's just me, but I always find it interesting to be a viewer of others.
The way people hold themselves is much different when others are around.
What people wear, or are willing to wear out, says a bit about them.
Thus creating stereotypes about people; what they like, where they are going, etc.
You can always read articles on: What does your outfit say about you?
You can take quizzes about: What should you wear today?
But, can't there be simpler answers? Does it really take a ten question quiz to tell you why you wear what you wear?
I guess I shouldn't really talk, in the potential to offend, but that doesn't mean that I can't think about it.
I like wearing soft fabrics, bright colors, things that appeal to me personally.
You should know that I want to go into some form of fashion design.
When drawing designs and outfits, I draw what I think would look nice, with colors that compliment one another and the person who may wear it, and a nice fit.
Now I am going off on a tangent.
I tend to ramble.
In time, you will get used to this.
Welcome to the mind that is mine.
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