My Broken Computer...

Sadly not much progress has been made in the past few weeks on anything that has to do with my computer. The hard drive is failing, forever thinking and spinning like my somedays useless brain. I have one last trick up my sleeve in an attempt to revive life from a dying compadre in order to develop more pictures.

This year I plan on becoming more computer savy in an attempt to spend half as much time tooling around and accomplish twice as much.

Missing You...

What is it about missing you that I love so much,

Do I love it or do I hate it?

I hope you have let go because I haven't,

I miss picking your hairs off of my sweater after having a sleep over,

I miss receiving texts in class...I miss you,

I miss that look in your eyes that told me I was the only one for you,

Your the only girl who has said I love you in french,

Your the one with a soft heart,

Your the one that meant the most,

( Images via Restartmyheart)

Skinny Love

Come on skinny love just last the year

Pour a little salt we were never here

My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my,

Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer

I tell my love to wreck it all

Cut out all the ropes and let me fall

My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my,

Right in the moment this order’s tall

I told you to be patient

I told you to be fine

I told you to be balanced

I told you to be kind

In the morning I’ll be with you

But it will be a different “Kind”

I’ll be holding all the tickets

And you’ll be owning all the fines

Come on skinny love what happened here

Suckle on the hope in lite brassiere

My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my,

Sullen load is full; so slow on the split

I told you to be patient

I told you to be fine

I told you to be balanced

I told you to be kind

Now all your love is wasted?

Then who the hell was I?

Now I’m breakig at the britches

And at the end of all your lines

Who will love you?

Who will fight?

Who will fall far behind?

(Lyrics By Bon Iver, and photos restartmyheart)

For The Future...

With my family calling and visiting me lately, It is hard not to look back at the last year of my life. I think about best friends and lost love. Some of those were the best of times and others the worst. Why does it seem like looking behind is easier than looking ahead?

This summer was glorious, hanging out with the best friends a guy could ever ask for. Johe, Matti, White Whale, they are my rocks. But still, I miss the loves of the past. For me love is rare, I fantasize about creating it out of thin air. In reality love is whimsical, sometimes it serendipitously pops out of thin air, and other times can take years to develop.

The best possible thing for me is not to focus on where I am or want to be, but live in the now. Every day take a picture of something beautiful, write a story, and read a textbook. Tomorrow will come soon enough...

Quotes...

(Picture Via uvic.com)

"I've missed more than 9,000 shots in my career, I've lost almost 300 games. Twenty six times I've been trusted to take the game winning shot and missed. I've failed over and over and over in my life. And that's why I succeed!" - Michael Jordan

FOTO LOVE

And a good day to you. My name is David currently I am an amateur photographer with professional writing/photoging aspirations. Taking pictures is something that I love and would like to think is something that I can share with the world. Hopefully through my lens I can capture moments that will create lifelong memories. There is so much beauty in the world that deserves attention. Whether it be two children playing together or the exultation on the face of someone playing sports, there is beauty in every moment. It is my job and duty to capture such moments.

Fortunately I have a great set of friends who aren't ever shy of the lens.

Thanks to the girls for all the great shots!!

My Competition...

At the current moment I love two things,

A) To take pictures and B) To compete in sports.

At the current time I'm still unable to compete, albeit; I dream about it day and night. To dawn the colors representing my country is the ultimate honor an athlete can achieve, besides standing on the podium with a medal in hand. Nothing I have done to date compares to the thrill and anticipation of a race or a game. Facing off against another fierce competitor, it all comes down to who is better prepared for battle. Unfortunately I have a ways to go yet before I am recovered and can begin my full-time training. I live in a city that revolves around sport. My heart and my desires lie in my ability to perform.

Today, tomorrow, and everyday forthwith I will be competing with myself to learn self-control. When I should lay down the racquet, take of the skates, pass on a beer...

The day I master my self control is the day I become unstoppable. That is the same day I don't let my meager social life impede the reason I'm here on earth. The hardest thing in life is separating the things we think matter, and choosing to stay focused on our goals. Countless times I find myself getting lost in my own sorrow and feeling sorry for myself.