What I'm looking for.

After a fantastic weekend in Vegas (Vegas has a way of making you feel like a princess ;) ) playing with some great girlfriends of mine, I'm deep in thought over what's next.  I love an occasional overdose of glamour, decadence, and glittering city lights- don't get me wrong....

  .....but now, more than ever, I've been daydreaming of wide streets, open fields, rivers, fresh air, and space.  Lots of space.  I'm certain the images on this blog are things I feel most connected and drawn to and, in a way, by using them I am not only am I able to explore beautiful photography, but as I sort through them, I learn about myself. About where my mind goes when it wanders.  About what I'm looking for.

I want to write books, ride horses, and have a simple, beautiful life somewhere serene where I can see my family often, and have close friends over for barbecues most weekends.  

Is that too much to want? At times it can feel that way.  Sometimes it almost hurts if I come even close to that sort of setting.  

 "You'll see one day when you move out it just sort of happens one day and it's gone. You feel like you can never get it back. It's like you feel homesick for a place that doesn't even exist. Maybe it's like this rite of passage, you know. You won't ever have this feeling again until you create a new idea of home for yourself, you know, for your kids, for the family you start, it's like a cycle or something. I don't know, but I miss the idea of it, you know. Maybe that's all family really is. A group of people that miss the same imaginary place."

-Garden State

"I have climbed the highest mountains
I have run through the fields
Only to be with you
Only to be with you

I have run, I have crawled
I have scaled these city walls
These city walls
Only to be with you

But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for

I have kissed honey lips
Felt the healing in her fingertips
It burned like fire
This burning desire

I have spoke with the tongue of angels
I have held the hand of a devil
It was warm in the night
I was cold as a stone

But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for

I believe in the Kingdom Come
Then all the colors will bleed into one
Bleed into one
But yes, I'm still running

You broke the bonds
And you loosed the chains
Carried the cross of my shame
Of my shame, you know I believe it

But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for

But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for"


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