sometimes i pretend like my bed is my spaceship

at night i am restless.

been having difficulties sleeping.

i lay there kindly asking my mind to slow down.

until i abandon the attempt and begin to paint.

.

my bedroom is a different planet.

more and more each day

as i paint peculiar ideas largely on my walls.

.

sometimes i find myself with strength

that i know does not belong to me

He provides.

perfectly mysterious.

trouble and relief.

^these were taken last summer, found.
i am home bound for a week.

foolish decisions.

i am relieved.

free

from telling lies.

this week i am going to attempt to become organized.

thankyou God, for adderall. . .

cheerful bit

nothing to say.
my fluffy sidekick has chewed 3 of my boots.
ugh.
besides that i am content.
ha.

i accept that i am not articulate.

long time since last post.
so i apologize to all 2 of you who read this. ha.
summer is a pitcher filling me with refreshing relaxation.
i desire to feel the earth beneath my bare feet. the naked shoes that i have built.
God works.
He shows up when least expected.
a boy with a beautiful heart has appeared and i am grateful.
right now i am content.

i am cross-legged.
i am a work in progress.

puddle of insanity goes unnoticed.

The above was for ap art.

summer time has granted me time
to create
and to drown in my fanciful imagination.

thank you, Lord Jesus for always residing
in my heart and mind.

today is the seventh day that illness has visited me.
i hope it has enjoyed its stay.
because i know i havn't.
it's time for you to go home, illness.

while my body is overcoming sickness,
i am thankful for the mind's ability to escape.

also.
i find myself comparing to other humans.
wishing that i was "more like her/him", "like them".
i should be striving to be more like HIM, the creator.

trying to build my summer feet.
gravel bites the soles
my heel warmly greets the soil

how i LOVE to let my mind dance and float

we lay on colorful quilts

shelly and i had childhood day/night
what a special person

lately
sheer bliss
i'm enjoying freedom
and a nice boy

sun looms
as i drag my picnic blanket
out of the shadow.

free