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.
