Oh how I yearn for the spring.
This winter really got to my soul.
I need to thaw out.
I hung all the linens out on the line the other day which makes everything smell so fresh and alive!

I've been having these breif moments between conciousness and subconciousness as I'm falling asleep or waking up where I think I'm at the lake.
They're a comfort knowing the camp is so vivid somewhere in my mind but its also ailing realizing its gone now.

Ob la di ob la da life goes on though right?
I'm attempting to get back into photography/modeling/creating my designs to sell because after much pondering I've realized I can't walk away from that. It wasn't just a phase. I feel so lost without creativity. Its the one thing in life that's ever really come naturally to me so why swim upstream?
I'm no trout
bitch please.