Invisible

You ever just have one of those days where you feel invisible? Well for me it's just been one of those months. I've struggled with who I am and what I believe in, who I stand for. About three weeks ago I did something that a part of me really wishes I hadn't done, but at the same time I knew was the right thing to do. I feel like I've lost one of my best friends but I'm not sure. It sounds stupid because the person won't even talk to me, but because of that I still hold onto that vain hope that things could return to normal. Deep down I know it's not true, not possible, but I still hope and wish. It's because of this person, or even these people that I feel invisible. I can stand in the same room and talk to the same people and carry on the same as them, but unless I ask them a direct question then they won't acknowledge that I'm there. Hell, that doesn't even work half the time as I found out today. And you know I have to sit and wonder to myself why I would want to have friends like these? And then I think back on the times when they didn't act like this. When they were some of the kindest, goofiest, and sweetest people I knew. The times that I cherished with them weren't when they were talking about people or yelling or cursing or acting a fool. It was the rides we took together, the conversations that meant something, the little things they did that made me want to better myself... But now all that is gone and I'm invisible.

Trail Ridge Road

So went on an adventure yesterday to Trail Ridge Road and got some pretty amazing pictures so I'm going to post a couple of them while I've highjacked my roommate's computer.

I was so excited that he posed for me! (above)

Can you see the cross in the clouds?

Dead Comp

So my computer died, it got dropped... so yeah I'm still doing a picture each day but I may not post them each day cause of access issues.

Healthy?

I think not, but it tastes good.

Lazy

Rain & Mud=

Little Late

It's a little late, but the photo was still taken yesterday.

Meet Classy, one of the horses at the barn I'm working at. He lives up to his name ;)

First Photo

A while ago I was inspired by something I saw while browsing the internet. I came across a site where a man had documented his life with a Polaroid picture every single day of his life for almost twenty years (this is the site http://photooftheday.hughcrawford.com )and now I'm thinking I would like to do the same. Even the most mundane days have something worth remembering. So here I go, at least one picture a day for the next month. If I last that long, then I'm heading for two and so on and so forth until I can't take anymore pictures. Some days I'll post explanations with the photos, others I'll leave it up to the imagination. For now here's the first picture.

This would be where I'm staying for the summer in a two bedroom cabin with six bunks and two other girls. The cabins were described to me a rustic- not exactly what I had in mind, but my roomies make it all better. Mine's the bunk in the middle, and yes I have taken over the bottom of the bunk with my clothes. It's really not nearly as bad as it looks though. I've learned to love it- the place even has a special name- Tequila.