Passenger Seat

  • 27 Sep

    So, I'm definitely getting comfortable. It's not good at all. Maybe it's because it's all working out too well. Well, as of a couple of moments ago, I get it. It's not who I am. I have said this time... More »

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  • 26 Sep

    I can be sitting on a chair and an epiphany will drop down. 'Why am I here?' is my main question. That girl that just walked in, wants a hug and I think she's crazy, but whatever. This inner monologue... More »

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  • 15 Sep

    So, today's picture is of me holding my electric guitar. I have not learned how to shred yet. Again, no time. There are so many things I want to do, but so little time. I am already eighteen, that's almost... More »

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  • 14 Sep

    Today's picture is of me sitting in the car, waiting for my brother to pay for gas. Again, another picture where it does not correspond with something important that happened that day. though it does remind me of something that... More »

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  • 13 Sep

    Okay, so today's picture is of me on my bed. Hah. See, that's the bad thing about me. I get lazy and take pictures that have no significance of the particular day. The day before showcased a highlight of my... More »

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  • 12 Sep

    Geeze, what was happening on September twelfth. I really do not know. I know that I was in school, but that is it really. Let me check my shuttercal -- oh, okay. My picture is of me and my four... More »

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  • 11 Sep

    Hm. What a day to start my catchup on. So, today I have set the whole day aside so I could catchup on all these missing entries. I will definitely have to write more than five thousand words. I can... More »

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