August 29, 2009

Today I'm being bland

and not exactly creating a shoot. Today the bathroom mirror was my landscape, its reflection, my focus. It's raining again and I'm starting to feel school pressure. Ugh.

Holding onto patience, wearing thin,
I can't force these eyes to see the end. 
If only time flew like a dove, 
Well we could watch it fly, and just keep looking up.

Got nothing but time on our hands.