One of my goals on this trip was to pursue my goals. To find something I love to do and be the best I can be. One of this is photography. I never thought much about it before, but then I didn’t know how amazing it feels to take the photos you envision. I use [...]
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim Because it was grassy [...]
Little Boy Blue, Come blow your horn, The sheep’s in the meadow, The cow’s in the corn; Where is that boy Who looks after the sheep? Under the haystack Fast asleep. Will you wake him? Oh no, not I, For if I do He will surely cry.
An hour after Mark left, Kara is still waiting in front of the door for him to return. Kara misses Mark. I wonder if she does the same thing when I leave for work.