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Sunday, December 27, 2009
Saturday, December 19, 2009
good morning.
time: 10:44 am.
status: drawing. or, trying to.
First off, it is day numero uno of christmas "vay-cay" and I am STILL drawing. Darn you, NSCAD *grinds teeth*!!
Second, I have this massive idea in my head for a very do-able photoshoot. If you were to see the look on my face right now, you'd probably laugh at my pout. The four year old child in me is making her appearance.Want want want want!
Oh, but it's Christmas, so I'll be on my best behavior.
Just needed a quick vent. If I'm lucky, I'll be on here posting new pictures later. *Sighs*
And a word to the wise: While day dreaming, don't do it while making toast. Standing near a toaster. Unless you enjoy small heartattacks.
Sulkily yours,
Hails. ♥
status: drawing. or, trying to.
First off, it is day numero uno of christmas "vay-cay" and I am STILL drawing. Darn you, NSCAD *grinds teeth*!!
Second, I have this massive idea in my head for a very do-able photoshoot. If you were to see the look on my face right now, you'd probably laugh at my pout. The four year old child in me is making her appearance.Want want want want!
Oh, but it's Christmas, so I'll be on my best behavior.
Just needed a quick vent. If I'm lucky, I'll be on here posting new pictures later. *Sighs*
And a word to the wise: While day dreaming, don't do it while making toast. Standing near a toaster. Unless you enjoy small heartattacks.
Sulkily yours,
Hails. ♥
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
thump thump.
well bloggers, tonight my heart is full.
the sky is hazy and the horizon uncertain,
and i can't seem to find my way to the stars
but i'm thinking maybe tonight is a good night
to think about change.
the christmas tree, each year, is never in the same place.
the stockings are always hung a little differently,
and the people all have a little more or less sparkle about them.
this year.. feels different.
i'm not even sure how to explain it
other than it feels solid.
not good or bad or sad or any other
equivalent emotion.
it feels solid and sure and it's possibly
what is keeping me going.
i know its there. i know its waiting.
i know that even for the next few minutes, i'm
fading into it.
pretty deep, huh?
this is what happens when the fog rolls in.
there is no fog in my mind tonight.
a parting thought:
we are all a part of tommorow.
or are we?
and who is to know.
oh. and merry early christmas.
10 days to ho-ho!
♥
the sky is hazy and the horizon uncertain,
and i can't seem to find my way to the stars
but i'm thinking maybe tonight is a good night
to think about change.
the christmas tree, each year, is never in the same place.
the stockings are always hung a little differently,
and the people all have a little more or less sparkle about them.
this year.. feels different.
i'm not even sure how to explain it
other than it feels solid.
not good or bad or sad or any other
equivalent emotion.
it feels solid and sure and it's possibly
what is keeping me going.
i know its there. i know its waiting.
i know that even for the next few minutes, i'm
fading into it.
pretty deep, huh?
this is what happens when the fog rolls in.
there is no fog in my mind tonight.
a parting thought:
we are all a part of tommorow.
or are we?
and who is to know.
oh. and merry early christmas.
10 days to ho-ho!
♥
Monday, December 14, 2009
when i'm losin' my control, the city spins around.
i've come to find an irrevocable change in myself. the world spins differently to me now.
i've come to realize, it's been like this for days.
maybe weeks.
maybe years.
and what could this even mean?
besides the obvious.
you don't see me the way others do.
my heart beats to a drum that follows the thrum of the city pavement
striding under my feet
for miles.
the moments of silence, hostility and anger
blend and fade
under the gaze of your splendid eyes.
i want to know you forever.
forever is a long time
but the world will spin
for just that much longer
if we hold ourselves together
the way you promised
we always would.
i miss you.
sincerely,
me.
i've come to realize, it's been like this for days.
maybe weeks.
maybe years.
and what could this even mean?
besides the obvious.
you don't see me the way others do.
my heart beats to a drum that follows the thrum of the city pavement
striding under my feet
for miles.
the moments of silence, hostility and anger
blend and fade
under the gaze of your splendid eyes.
i want to know you forever.
forever is a long time
but the world will spin
for just that much longer
if we hold ourselves together
the way you promised
we always would.
i miss you.
sincerely,
me.
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