This weekend was a mis-mash of feelings. Bear decided to act out again my aunt/uncle leaving by leaving a few accidents all over the house- I was not pleased. I did catch up with a old friend- who always seems to get my mind back into the university stage. I'm not sure if its because she is settled and found the man who she will most likely spend the rest of her life with, or the memories and connection we have. The feeling once being in her presence was almost just a breath of fresh air- as if I've been holding my breath this whole time and was finally allowed to take another breath.
Sunday I tossed and turned about the idea of hitting the mall, in the hopes to get inspired for Christmas gifts but also begin the hunt of a NYE outfit. I almost wish I hadn't gone. My patience wavered between the huge crowds and families, but also the lack of items I liked and/or fit me. For the first time in a while, I just felt upset with myself and ended up leaving after a short time. It let me know I still have demons to face, and am not necessarily ready for that battle.
My eyes feel extra droopy this morning, so I will leave with you some old photos of Hollywood Stars for another generation. I chose these because I love black and white photos, they are unique and beautiful and I see there is much unspoken within them.
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