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"A Little Off"

10:09 am

With my nose in the chip bag, my face minus makeup and my eyes screaming for attention, I feel a little off. Kinda sorta fuzzy maybe? No? Oh, then it just must be my hair... oh my goodness tho. I'm out of it. And I'm falling apart it feels like. I should call ask a nurse, but I'm too sleepy. This was a pathetic post, but hopefully I will be more excited to recount last night, lemme tell you it was super fun.

Last Evening's fireflies

"pretending glamour"

Yesterday was a good day

I woke up, went to work, bonded with my self adopted sister and then went to a soiree for models and photographers at the Hemingway Gallery in the crossroads.

It might be the fault of the beer, or maybe I am really become more comfortable putting myself out there, but either way I chatted like a little social butterfly.

The ambiance was simply beautiful, housed in a expansive gallery with multiple outside patios I sipped, chatted and networked.

Last night, my boyfriend kidnapped me and we went to the darkest spot he could find, and watched the stars and talked some more, I am incredibly lucky to have a man like him in my life.

Blessed beyond measure.

The trains rumbled past, and I waited for a second to jerk and bustle down the dark tracks before we left, but it decided to park itself down the track and dim it's lights at us. Then we left for home.

Life is exciting, and maybe it's just the fact that I seem to be learning to pursue change and opportunity like never before. Suffice to say tho I'm rarely bored as of late and I like it.

wasting time w/cigs and thoughts

Is it possible to waste my time on thoughts?

How often to we lose ourselves in a rush and forget our ability to ponder?

Generally for me that isn't a problem.

This week has been amazing, I have had a lot of new experiences.

Monday, I had coffee at Starbucks with my boyfriend, while waiting to meet with Sanket from Someonedifferent photography. He is a nice guy and I am looking forward to working with him. I also discovered the joys of Starbucks wifi, and sold myself for five dollars just so I could get internet access for two hours every sporadic time I get an itch to visit there. (After all, it isn't like I don't work with coffee all week long) I wonder if it was worth it, at the time it sounded like a good deal. Plus I got all my drinks free that day, nice nice...

Now, I'm sitting on the dock, trying to chase the shade in the early morning sun. The sun beams are pretty non the less. I have high expectations for today. And I want it to be a good day. Just watched a car for a sweet, little, old lady who makes jewelry. When she came back out to the dock and saw her car where she left it, she was quite happy.

"I'm your angel, and I will bless you with a hundred dollars of free jewelry"

I got a hug and then she left.

Personal pondering: I really need to stop smoking so much and find a better outlet for stress.