Kelly,
I have way too much to tell you. I'm upset today, and it has not been a very good week, and the weather is not helping, and I want to delete the story I wrote you and write a new and better one because that one is far too long and silly anyways.
Okay.
Now I'm going to speak with breaths in between my sentences.
Now I'm going to speak with breaths in between my sentences.
I miss you! And I'm going to surprise you soon. Very soon. I hope you're excited.
I am!
It's weird being on my own... At this point in my life, there is just too much to wrap up into one blog.
It's weird being on my own... At this point in my life, there is just too much to wrap up into one blog.
On a completely different note, here's a picture I took that I really like;
It reminds me of an old microphone. I titled it "Center Stage at the Midnight Jazz Cafe."
I'm really into photography lately, and particularly darker, more abstract stuff right now at least. But I think I probably need to take more pictures like this;
Because this one is happy and makes me want to smile. Sometimes, I think it is harder to really make something substantially meaningful out of a smile or something light than a frown or something dark. But I think that's why I like this picture so much.
Anyways.
Write on!
-Alee
PS
ReplyDeleteWould you mind if I deleted the story? It's really just become an eyesore to me at this point.
if you delete the story, I will destroy you.
ReplyDeleteHAHAHA! I miss you, Kelly Arbuckle.
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