When I grow up, I’m going to try not to be what happened to me. I’m going to be whatever the fuck I want, but unhappy is not one of them.
Odd how life can make you want
To sit back for a while, when the world takes flight around you.
How it abuses you like that. It makes you just
Want to sit down and be sore.
But you could also get up, jump off, and soar
I’m starting a new weekly thing. It really doesn’t have a narrow focus, but I think it’ll just be the Scenery on Saturday for now.
See, I love photos. Not mine, but I could just click through pictures of grass for three hours and be happy. And the internet is a great place for grassy photos.
In light of this- TSOS will feature no people whatsoever. I don’t want to know they exist from the picture. Other than that, I don’t think I have any rules.
So let me repeat:
Rule #1: No people.
I think I can figure that out since I generally only see 1 person on Saturday anyway (my sister).
Wanna start today? Okay!
Oh, and I’m going to try to detail the origin the best I can, but that might not always work super well.