Knowledge enthusiast amateur photographer wordsmith Arizona native film, art, poetry. Sitting alone in the dark,. A bat, hanging from my veins,. In the crevices of my lungs. Down to my kidney,. Thumping along to the flight of your wings. Into the darkest alley of my body.

Enjoying the events of everyday life. Float Decorating One Last Time. Armed with the knowledge that I would be moving back to Massachusetts sometime in 2014, I volunteered to spend a day working on the Tournament of Roses Parade floats for a final time. This was the second time I worked on the floats and it was a completely different experience, which was fabulous! The sunrise as I headed up to Pasadena was gorgeous, a sure sign of the awesome adventure that lay ahead! Speaking of flowe.

I am reading The Confessions. A blast from the past. The following is an excerpt from On Being Anglo-Catholic.

I love the fact that your fingers fit perfectly between mine-. Been Through Another Chapter of My so called L. It was my big day! Filled with sunny day on 21 October. The bf drove me all the way from Ipoh at 6. 30am to the new hall in Kampar, aka Dewan Tun Dr. Four years of studies is neither a short or a long one, but it has been.

Welcome - to - my - world! My world is currently under construction.