I found a few photos that capture a bit of what my brain looks like or feels like...
but I don't mean in the physical realm I mean more on the emotional level.
yes folks it's a dumpster. Yes it does look quite frustrated. Do you think it is frustrated that it perhaps wants to be something different? That it feels trapped in what it is? That no matter what it does or where it goes it will always be a dumpster? yes, yes it does.
I am intrigued by dead birds. This one especially caught my eye. It is so beautiful but so dead. The flight of birds is a freedom very few living creatures can relate too. Yet here that freedom is chained to the same prison of death we all face.
Your death is noticed.
Numero tres (internal debate ensues as whether or not to pick another morbid pic or an uplifting pic ....)
And here it is.... the anti-leah. I played a video game where the hero had to fight hisself in shadow form. It was called the anti-(insert hero's name here). This is my shadow, my anti-leah. We all have them. They follow us. They mock us. In the end we have to fight them.
Happy 1st Birthday, My First, Second, Fourth - Dear Baby-Racing-to-Turn-into-a-Toddler: "Happy 1st Birthday." Happy 1st Birthday, My First, Second, Fourth. I'm beginning this letter to you on your ...
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