But these were the days, the choices we make  

Decide who we will be and where we go  

As we say goodbye the look in your eye  

Is screaming silently, remember to never forget

Never Forget.

Vacation Bibile School. Reality isn't Hallow.

I remember when you were shocked that I'd never been to VBS.  

I remember how much you loved to teach the kids. 

And this week, I went on my third vacation. This time without you. And this year I was blessed for the first time with my own tiny room and 7 tiny bodies to corral and plan for.  

I went to bed late and got up early. 

I was going all week without stop.  

And I loved it. 

I'm pretty sure the tiny ones did too.  

Since it's all for their benefit.  

I really hope they did.  

A week full of friends and kids and 24 hours spent watching all the episodes of Avatar. 

A week very lacking in internetland.  

Best week of summer.

This is part of what I did today. Isn't it just

1 place, 1 time. 2 Pictures, 2 people.

My friend Taylor and I both took pictures like this. And we decided to edit them separately, and then post them, to see what we each came up with. So this is mine, and here is a link to hers.

A Letter

Dear Eros,

                

                   You have run amok in my culture. I 

can't turn around without seeing your obsessive 

following. Everyone is chasing madly after you. 

I am tired of it. I would like it very much if you 

would take a vacation. It needn't be very long. 

Perhaps a year. Just one year with out your 

influence on all of our emotions, desires and 

lives. That would be the most wonderful thing 

you could ever do.

No Love,

Sara

Oh hallow internet. Here we meet again. I whimpering at your lack of amusement. You apathetic and aloof as I press the keys that attempt to tickle you.  
That attempt to tickle you into such a state of distraction that you let me link to something joyous. Perhaps I am redirecting emotions of angst given me from a different source.
A source whose veins flow with blood, not information. 

Perhaps you do not deserve my cynicism.  
But you shall get it.  
My dear hallow crutch.  
You are getting it.

What do you want to see?

OK. My dear readers, what is it you like about this blog? Or what is missing? I want to know what you like, and don't like. Do you want more pictures? More words? Do you like the pages? This blog is for you, so I would really like a comment from each of you!
-Sara

Really, go click on "thought(s)"!

This was taken in the Denver airport. There is a train you take to the gates after security, and this is where you wait for that train.

Don't be Passive

This is a picture I took while walking in my neighborhood today.

It is simple, but I love the lines.

Reach out.

Interact

With 

Reality.

Limitess

I just finished a book. 

It was the second in what is to be a series of three.

My mind is numb. I am full of the character's emotions.

I want to be comforted.

I want the story to advance.

But mostly I just wish I was still reading.

Why do we create these alternate worlds.

They so often leave us hallow when we surface back in our own.

Perhaps because the posibilities are limitless there.

As are the world's implications on our own.

Truly

You will notice an email on my pictures now. I figured I should start signing them, and as this is the internet, I figured an email address would do. Also as a deterrent for thievery.