My heart skips a beat when I come out of work and my car is still in the parking lot... I seem to have the brain of an 80 year old and I usually, more often then not, leave my keys in the ignition. SO, if you need a car, figure out where I work and it's yours provided that I was a ditz in the morning. I'm such a dork.
I don't know if any of you have seen The Tracey Fragments but it is the most depressing movie I have ever seen. Don't be confused. This isn't a romance movie. It is a very very (very) intense film and I would only reccomend it for it's style of film because frankly after watching this film you feel terrible... beyond terrible. BUT after you get through all of that there is... Billy Zero. A character who may be the source of the whole plot, the whole story line, the fall of the lead character, everything and he is only in it for a short bit...
this is only if you look into things as far as I do.
For some reason I've been thinking about him today.
...it might be because of a band we played with yesterday,
Hi. This is Kara's young sister, Christina. From Tucson.
Question: How magical would it be to live in a tree house?
I have been infatuated with the idea for quite some time.
To just live out in the middle of the wilderness sounds like a dream.
Though my father almost ruined nature for me by constantly taking me on hikes and great outdoor camping adventures throughout my childhood,
I still seem to have a secret bond with the open air and a sense of serenity.
In fact, while writing this passage,
I have found myself gone into a
daze of how magnificent it would be to live without the worldly things
and possessions the average person owns. I see myself with a deep self-realization book and sipping on some hot tea out in the wild,
where I can work on arts, crafts, and trinkets.
...At least for a week or two that is.
"Lose yourself in nature and find peace."
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
(a little melody to distract your minds, and to lure you into this message)
Until next time with the Sincerest of Sinceres, Christina Kartchner