deep thoughts...not for the faint-hearted

i wish i was this amazing when i was 16. all i can do now is make up for lost time.

i am so not emo...not that it means what i think it means or think it should mean.

i need to take more better pictures. you read that right. i need to drive me out to the middle of nowhere and take inspired interesting evoking adjective shots. yeah.

my word for this year is focus. it has to be. it is and it always will be. focus. on my to-do lists (all eight hundred million of them). on getting it done. on being me and doing the best job i can at it.

it amazes me to think of all the thoughts out there. all the time new thoughts are being born and so many are never spoken or written down so they just sort of disappear into the ether. are thoughts recycled? do they have an expiration date? what happens to a thought after it is thought? can it ever become more than what it is?

hmmm.