so i have these dogs...

who im kinda obsessed with. 

my grey ghosts...they photograph really well. 

and match my furniture. 

what more could you ask for?

so much to talk about...

but i am quiet for some reason. i am tired. exhausted might be a better word. am misunderstood. and no one really knows who i am. funny, how that is. when i think i am an open book. maybe im not that after all. maybe im this really big enigma. but in the meantime...i will continue on my quest to not being a mystery. maybe i am just brain damaged. or impaired now. handicapped might be a better word. but until i get figured out, a few milestones have taken place...