Somebodys Watching Me

She has her eyes on me. Sara is more than a pet for the family she is more like one of the family. Not saying most people who have pets and love their pets don't hold that stature sorta but rather for my family dogs have been a part of it. I haven't seen her in several weeks and I would like to pay grandma a visit and see the two of them.

I'm waiting for this winter to wrap up. I am will be more than happy to have some warm weather outside now. We have had some on occasion but it fluctuates so much its hard to get a grasp of it. one week being warm to mild then the next two are very cold can mess with one's mind.

Hopefully once it gets warm we can have a family get together and have some fun. Of course once it gets warm I can take Sara outside some to play with her.

Catching A Moment

I love photography. I like looking at the pictures I have taking over time and glancing at the moments that I was able to capture. I often think of the objects and what they are at that moment, the people and there experiences at that time, and me for what I was thinking of when I took it. I look at my pictures in a different way than just something that I took.

As far as pictures go I still have a lot on my computer that I can pick from to go with each post I make on my blog but just the fact of me not having a camera is sort of killing me on the inside. It's been over half a year since I broke my camera and I think its starting to get to me now. I haven't let it bother me to much in the past few months but now its starting to get to me. I think I'm going to start saving up some cash off of each check I get one thats the same copy as my last. Something about the camera itself that I really liked also it being the first digital camera that I ever purchased left a certain mark on my spirit I suppose.

As with the picture that I have on this post I had a love of taking pictures from inside of the car when I was traveling to where ever I was going to go. So many things about that style of photography just lit up in my mind. I felt as though I was in a shell viewing the outside world in a speeding motion. Sometimes I felt lost when taking the pictures as just who was exactly in motion, me or the world.

Maybe it was both of us.

Lone Walker.

Thats what I am. Much like this guy I travel the city streets at night. My only companion is my music together we travel around. For quite some time thats how it's been now. I used to walk the city streets with a few friends. They both past away and inside it felt as though they faded away like sand in the air as we three walked. Now just me alone I travel where I need to go.

Alone its a simple adjective but one with a powerful meaning It's one that I know well though. I have friends, and I have a strong family but always a piece in my heart, my soul I'm alone. When I walk with my music I feel at home in these travels. As if I'm outside of the world watching it as I'm traveling around it.

This guy I don't know who he is, nor do I know his name but we share the same journey. We travel these city streets with our backs against the cold and by ourselves.