Morning Musings

Running my fingers over Tootie's hair//slowly//carefully//trying very hard not to disrupt the patterns and natural swirls of his fur.
He looks scared.

I woke up early today. 9:06 AM, the time as I type this, feels early. 8:00 AM, the time I woke up, feels ungodly. I'm sure Raymond is already up, doin' his thang, planning his day. I wish I was an early bird.

My urge for a cigarette brought me outside, barefoot on the cold concrete. I continue to be surprised by this recent development: cigarette addiction. Don't worry, I insist that I am in control and that this is just a fun phase that I will quit any day now. I wonder if it is going to stay cold as the day progresses. Today I welcome the cold.

Looking at Jessica's Panama photos gives me the greatest urge for another vacation. I need to be somewhere else. Somewhere foreign. Foreign not in the sense of different country, different ethnicity, different language; but simply foreign to me. An exotic local like Panama would be amazing and much appreciated, but not necessary. Being "somewhere else" can be so exhilarating. To smell different air, see different people, hear different sounds. All of that gives me such a rush. Take me anywhere! Omaha, Buda, Oklahoma! But if you're being generous (when I say you I mean my handsome 30 something financier of this vacation. Ain't nothin wrong with a lil fantasy)...India, Mexico, Thailand, Vietnam, Turkey.

Photographer Spotlight: Debbie Flemming