'And just when I get so lonesome I can't speak, I see some flowers on a hillside.'
I love browsing the card section of Target. I've always loved looking at the card section of stores, even though I never buy cards. I went to the dentist yesterday, except we were an entire hour early for the appointment so we went next door to the Target and I think I spent half an hour alone in the card section. It was like bliss. They're all so cute and clever nowadays. The only shame is that once you give someone a card you bought at the store, you know that other people have gotten that card before that person, and other people will continue to have that card given to them, and it's just not the same anymore.
And I really like Domino magazine. There was an issue of it in the waiting room and I fell in love with it immediately. There's just something about interior design/shopping hybrid magazines that's so cute and inviting.
It was a good afternoon, actually, excepting having to ride on the bus and my little agoraphobia thing that made me nervy and nauseous, none of which was helped by the screaming baby that refused to shut up for the entire ride, and the bus driver (which we were sitting practically across from) eating a banana. I always hate going places on the bus, but I always like returning home on the bus because I'm feeling much better by then.
The afternoon led into the twilight and then into the night, and I felt good, I felt like a light that kept burning, that kept glowing, like if you looked at me and then closed your eyes, I would make an afterimage.
You have to understand. I don't usually feel like that.
I went out near the twilight to take pictures, experimented with turning my camera into the vertical orientation and got a ton of great shots, mostly of sky with the fringes of tree-tops on one edge. Walked on the grass for a little bit in my bare feet. Spent most of my time on the Internet later on DeviantArt.
"And on the way home I held your camera like a bible
Just wishing so bad that it held some kind of truth
And I stood nervous next to you in the dark room
You dropped the paper in the water
And it all begins to bloom" -- Old Soul Song (For the New World Order) - Bright Eyes
I'm listening my way through I'm Wide Awake, It's Morning since I've never listened to the entirety of a Bright Eyes album, except Cassadaga, and it's been a while since I've listened to anything by them and I told myself I'd rediscover them sometime. I love when I actually do something I said I would.