my mind has kind of turned from an inbox to a wastebasket.
I think the original was of a balloon? but whatever it is...i love how you can't really tell if she's letting the snow flake go, or if she's trying to reach for it.
that's how I feel about this whole 2010 thing...
am I letting it go, or am I just grasping at the dangling strings, hoping to catch something other than the feeling of being "almost there"
I can look over your pictures a thousand times and not get tired of your face.
uh-oh. I think we have an attraction/distraction.
That's what happiness is...
it attracts you to distract you from other things.
and to happiness, I say: hello.