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Sometimes while in the midst of being busy, you should stop and take a seat on the rock. My rock provided this view. You can read more into that if you would like to.
Thanks for the ice cream. #atlantabraves !! #cobbgalleria #suntruststadium #homey #newneighbors #evenworsetraffic
#atl #nightfall #citylights
I've got some cute paraphernalia, now let the countdown to football season commence. #gonoles #fsu #noleblooded
This is on repeat...sort of since it's on YouTube and you can't repeat songs.
and then....BOOOM.
My motto! --- Ok I'll be quiet and just pray.
Polka Dotted Nights
My heart warms at the sight of the beauty that June’s inferno brings. At dusk, the neon points of light appear and I am charmed. Charmed, happy and lonely Mesmerized and elated with hands empty.
Fireflies.
My grip is secured with the breeze of the summer air and not the one whose gentle squeeze is the reminder that he’s with me too. He’s never existed in my world. I’m sure he exists in his. Perhaps one day the two worlds will collide.
Loneliness.
With blinds wide open, and June’s dusk illuminating the room, the neon polka dotted night is exhilarating and yet, this spectacle to behold is shared with an empty room and the thoughts upstairs.
Ready.
My imagination is my comfort and my terror. It speaks warm thoughts hope and encouragement. It also reminds me that loneliness has been my forever friend.
Cruelty.
Some things never change but the hope that they will is stronger than the fear that they won’t. One day love will find me and when he does, he will be ready. He won’t apologize for taking so long. He’ll only apologize that to enjoy the neon polka dotted nights alone.
He will be right. He will be ready. He won’t let me go and he will fight for my affection. He will follow through and he will be my joy. In my eyes he will see the rest of his life, destiny fulfilled and his joy to behold forever.
Promise.
Jessica V. Knight, June 21, 2014
I mean...if my second thought was, this could be sausage...is that telling of where I am from?
"As I grow to know and understand the love of God, my confidence and security soars."
Jessica Knight