I had a horrible dream a few nights ago, actually it’s been a series of dreams, with this latest one being the toughest. The scenario is the same, the details vary.
It goes like this…
I get diagnosed with cancer. I am terminal. I cry. I cry so much that my throat hurts and my eyes swell.
Then I wake up knowing I died, but not remembering the details, or if their even were any.
I don’t think I need to tell you that this dream sucks. Clearly my brain is working through some junk. I hope it knows what it’s doing. I wish it would hurry the EFF up because I am over it!
That might be why I’ve been clinging extra hard to this here blog. It’s a great distraction. I am in love with it. If I weren’t already spoken for, I might marry it. I am having so much fun and am so grateful to have readers. I love you all. I really do! I get excited to share cool stuff with you. The whole thing warms the cockles of my heart.
So….what photos to share today?
I think these because they go with my rebellious mood.
Jeremia and Derek found this place the other day while out on the quads. Der took me there today.
It’s four tall enclosed walls with a large gap/doorway. It would be the perfect place for a kegger. You would never know to look at the outside, that all of this awesome graffiti art was inside. The exterior walls just have trashy tagging on them, not artwork. The inside is an explosion of color and skill. Enjoy!
A bucket of awesome, I tell ya!