"The Girl And Her Umbrella"
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"The Girl And Her Umbrella"
Bringing street photography to my life.😊 (9.25.18)
Will at Cantell School recently to celebrate 50 years of Latin at the school! - September 25
i don't have the energy to talk to or be around anyone
just wanna be left alone to heal myself in peace
Cloud’s Castle
The smell of newly cleaned wood and plaster created evidence of a newly fixed up home. I ran my fingers along the vanilla coffee walls and lifted my head at the tall ceiling where a track light patrolled over the long hallway leading to our new room.
The room was mainly occupied by a bed of clouds and a large opened window to a veil of leaves. My desk at arm’s reach of the window pane gave me peace, from the anxiousness and excitement. Her lips met the rim of a polished wine glass filled with the sweetest grape, and I opted for a hard mixed drink. She smiled with excitement, but waves of overwhelmingness came in small waves of new responsibilities. The weight of those thoughts rested upon my shoulders as well. Her health was just as important as an organ in my body, without it running well my body would surely fall apart.
She laid comfortably on the clouds in the middle of our bedroom, and the vapor shrouded the sheets and the light from her phone she buried her face into. I sighed a ghost of smoke onto my monitors that I buried my problems into. Her and I aren’t too different after all. We fight our own battles but together, both in silence and on speaking terms.
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“We’re home!” She brightly smiled at me before exiting out of my car with the door that weighed as much as much as our stress and responsibilities. I stopped her and pointed toward the skyline of all the buildings we saw from the garden on the hill. The clouds waltzed over the city while the moon guided them with its light. I looked at both my palms feeling like it was yesterday I was alone fighting my fears, anxiousness, and panic attacks. Thinking of these things made the skies ominous and gray, the clouds look like boulders ready to crush my city, and the moon like a meteorite ready to finish the job. I reached toward her slender fingers and the skies became a dark blue sheet with silver freckles. I looked at her silky smooth skin, and touched her face and the ground beneath her glowed through the night. Her hair hugged her body, and shortly after so did I. We haven’t hugged like this in a few weeks; holding each other with little thoughts in our head about school, work, bills, groceries, friendships or any stress of that matter. It was at this moment where not only I realized that there is a deeper meaning to loving someone. I believed I loved deeply, but at this point I loved and still love so deeply that physically if we were apart it would be very challenging to carry on with life. Emotionally if were distant as well as physical would be deathly to my health in all ways.
“I love you so much, thank you for all that you do for us” I whispered, looked deeply past the blue hues of her contacts right to her brown eyes.
“I know you do” She patted me on the back, and gave me a smile. “I love you too babe” she walked down the hill toward the entrance of the cloud’s castle. She walks ahead with a goal in mind, she walks ahead because she knows the consequences of staying still and doing nothing, she knows the course of the waves in the ocean and she takes action before it acts on her. She’ll carry on life with or without me; but I’m blessed to know she’s mine. She knows the stars, the moon, and the city we left behind will always be there, much like how we’ll always be there for each other. But the moon doesn’t need to tell the monochrome sky those things. The clouds continue dancing, the stars continue to shine, and the city never sleeps behind the garden home inside the cloud’s castle.
so I asked the "how could things possibly get any worse" question yesterday. today's update: things definitely got worse.