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we are on a ball in space.

we are on a ball in space.

Sunday at home.

Sunday at home.

Travis sat in the back of the warehouse trying to breathe as quietly as he could. He wasn’t supposed to be there, and those who were, were working late. He listened to them complain about their hours as if they were cancer or an earthquake. They had no gratitude. Travis never heard one of them say, ‘but i’m lucky to have this job, and a home to go to afterwards’.  No matter. Travis would be alone in the dark soon enough and he could feed himself with the food he had gathered during the day. It would be dark and he could use his candle to make out the foods he was putting to his lips.The layers of moving blankets and cuts of foam he slept on would have a shape. Until then, and until he later extinuguished the candle, belly full and prayers whispered,.Travis would continue to stare at the stain on the warehouse floor. Coffee or oil or some sort of pigmented fluid. Spilled by someone ungrateful and even careless…and yet there it was. Illuminated for him because of the lights remaining on for a late shift. Travis took in the shape on the floor and tried to make peace with the fact that even the ungrateful can be artists.   #nightwalk

Travis sat in the back of the warehouse trying to breathe as quietly as he could. He wasn’t supposed to be there, and those who were, were working late. He listened to them complain about their hours as if they were cancer or an earthquake. They had no gratitude. Travis never heard one of them say, ‘but i’m lucky to have this job, and a home to go to afterwards’. No matter. Travis would be alone in the dark soon enough and he could feed himself with the food he had gathered during the day. It would be dark and he could use his candle to make out the foods he was putting to his lips.The layers of moving blankets and cuts of foam he slept on would have a shape. Until then, and until he later extinuguished the candle, belly full and prayers whispered,.Travis would continue to stare at the stain on the warehouse floor. Coffee or oil or some sort of pigmented fluid. Spilled by someone ungrateful and even careless…and yet there it was. Illuminated for him because of the lights remaining on for a late shift. Travis took in the shape on the floor and tried to make peace with the fact that even the ungrateful can be artists. #nightwalk

Bring it.

Bring it.

Off to edit #teenwolf / my sexy husband is my ride and partner in creative crime.

Off to edit #teenwolf / my sexy husband is my ride and partner in creative crime.

Home sweet home

Home sweet home

Aircraft repaired. On way home to my amazing husband!

Aircraft repaired. On way home to my amazing husband!

'Jen, smelling passenger rage, stepped away from the others at the gate.'  #gladtobeonthegroundsafe

'Jen, smelling passenger rage, stepped away from the others at the gate.' #gladtobeonthegroundsafe

Peep hole.

Peep hole.

taken off plane…asked to stay close.  #followsdirectionswell

taken off plane…asked to stay close. #followsdirectionswell

My flight home has been turned around. sent back to gates.  Mechanics on board. Runway trip that did not result in take off was ‘surreal’.  #gratitude #safetyfirst

My flight home has been turned around. sent back to gates. Mechanics on board. Runway trip that did not result in take off was ‘surreal’. #gratitude #safetyfirst

…not even on purpose.  #inmyrightplace  #laurapalmer #twinpeaks

…not even on purpose. #inmyrightplace #laurapalmer #twinpeaks

Missing new friends!

Missing new friends!

Feeling grateful.  Thank you to everyone and every thing that made this gratitude happen.

Feeling grateful. Thank you to everyone and every thing that made this gratitude happen.

last day on episodes #9 & #10  #findingcarter  SUCH A GREAT PARTNERSHIP!!!

last day on episodes #9 & #10 #findingcarter SUCH A GREAT PARTNERSHIP!!!