Today I don’t feel like doing anything I just wanna lay in my bed Don’t feel like picking up my phone So leave a message at the tone ‘Cause today I swear I’m not doing anything Nothing at all The Lazy Song by Bruno Mars
In my mind, photography is an area I have minimal creative skill in. I can usually sit down and write a story with only the slightest prompting, but struggle with picture taking. I give props to those who are experts at it because I’m definitely still learning.
“Tell me your deepest fears and I’ll make it reality.” Karen passed the game box back to Luke, shaking her head. She’d already let him talk her into coming into the old, abandoned Payten mansion, she didn’t want to do any more scary stuff. “I don’t want to play. I hate stuff like this.” “It’s …
Is there something you want to tell me?
Sometimes I’m standing outside the bathroom looking in. I do a little turn and think, “this would make a good selfie moment.” I’m getting ready for the day and decided to snap the photo instead of just thinking about it. I realized, too, that I live in controlled mess. You get a peek of the …
Begging or offering?
I’m soft, like the artful paintings of old. A Venus? Rubenesque? Soft curves and a dallying, lazy pose. Come recline with me.