Wednesday, July 10, 2013

Let me explain.....I deserve an American trial. My voice should be heard!

Come to me. Let me explain. You were ill as was I.  I was gummied into the decisions that I made at the time.

You have never stopped feeling the air on your neck because I have never stopped breathing on it.

sssshhhhhh..........just lean back.  come to me..... 

How does she do it?

I felt I needed you  and found you near.

Wednesday, June 26, 2013

The Politics of the American Law.

So, just now, on CNN, I am watching a video apparently being recorded on a cell phone , and the video displayed a woman being dragged off of an airplane by what appears to be several policemen after she refused to turn off her cell phone.

Isn't there some irony to the way this story unraveled?


Hhhhmmmmmm.........

Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Uninspired

I feel for some reason really uninspired lately, and I try to battle through it, but it doesn't seem to want to fade.

I just finished school last week, so maybe I just need to take a step away from it all.

Thanks for reading.

Rayna

Wednesday, May 8, 2013

multi talented

I could come on a work/ study visa to teach art to local children.

Just a thought!

The new hair cut

They say that when you let your stylist do what they wish, you are going through a change in your life.  Normally something pretty major.  It's a lot of times a spur of the moment idea that you decide to take the steps to actually get the hair actually cut.....

I wonder what her eyes look like.  I haven't seen into her beautiful eyes in such a long time now.

How has time gone by so fast.

I have a rock that is rusty color and is triangular in shape that I keep above my door that I look at every time I leave my apartment.

School is going great, and I am doing well.

The other side of my bed is still cold.

I have my studio in my other room.

It has a great view and I am right by the pool which is now warm enough here to use.

I feel you behind me.

Everyday and always have.

 

Saturday, May 4, 2013

Remember when

As I start my day I read a few blog entries that I read regularly, and I light my own cigarette and take a sip of my coffee and begin to write my own post.

I am taken back in time a bit as I think of that first cigarette that she had after a very long time of not smoking, and within a couple of days, she was back to being a full time smoker.

I loved the shape of her lips as she would take a drag off of her smoke.

I enjoyed our time together and feel strongly that the day will come where we will be back as one.

I can smell her hair when I focus.

She still has a beautiful spot for me in her heart just for me.

I found out what true love was when I met her, and that doesn't fade.

Every cigarette she lights up keeps us alive