Friday, February 24, 2012

on the way

I feel the most free when I'm between places. I can always breathe more easily when I travel.

I traveled a little bit over Christmas break.

Monday, February 20, 2012

beginning sunsets

Allie and Anikki came to visit me on New Year's Day. It was a fantastic way to start 2012.

Sunday, February 12, 2012

My dearest Rye,

I love you so much. The days you've gifted me have been among the most loved and filled with jeweled memory pieces that I have been given.

I wish I could hold your heart so that nobody else could break it.

Friday, February 10, 2012

tell you what you already know

Angie spent two days with me right before Christmas. They were just what I needed; she has similar views and beliefs to me, and in two hours at Waffle House, a hike to a mountain top, and prowling through fields, we had a heart-to-heart that I had been waiting for weeks to have.

Friday, February 3, 2012

those I haunt

I recently read the surrealist novel Nadja by Andre Breton, and he discusses that our identities could be defined by who we haunt.

I do not haunt people, but I leave fragments of myself behind in words and photographs.