Tribute To James Dean

OK let me get this straight. I thought about it over and over again, and have come to the conclusion that my blog would be incomplete without a picture of James Dean. So, here it is...a handpicked profile from his many great profiles. 


Weary Sunset

Days are getting longer and I can't breath easily under the gravity of work . 
The only solace I find is in these weary sunsets.


She's A Phantom

...and then I saw her in the darkness 
In the hospital parking lot. 
She looked at me,
And I looked back at her.

She disappeared.



This is where we hang out every evening. It's fun just to sit and watch the evening creep in.