One Year Down, A Lifetime To Go.

Forgot to put my rope in the shot but still like the way this came out anyway :)

Every day there are several things that happen which moves me that much closer to selling all my things for a hill somewhere I can into a hobbit hole to spend my days reading, ignoring people and the government. Yeah, that'd be nice.

Does anyone know how to block fake users from following your blog? I’ve got a bunch of followers suddenly that are nothing but blogs filled with advertisements (usually porn sites) and I’m sick of it.

I'm very excited. Just reached the highest page count for anything I've ever written!

127 pages to be exact :)

love, love me do

Today is a very special day. It's the anniversary of when Allison and I first started dating four years ago. Who knew that going to a random party in college could lead our lives in the direction it has gone. It's a path I'm very happy to have taken.

Thanksgiving climb

My brother got into town just hours ago and soon we'll be going on our 3rd annual  day before thanksgiving rock climb.

I am oh so very excited :)

One of my fondest memories as a child was when our power would go out and my family would play "little house on the prairie". We ate dinner together, played games and brushed our teeth all by candlelight. I even remember losing power one winter day and we all took turns racing around the house to keep warm.

Being unemployed in today's society meant having all the free time in the world but not the means to enjoy all that it has to offer. Now that I'm employed it means having very little free time to use the money I'm making to enjoy the world.

Dream

Been spending a lot of time thinking about death lately. The anniversary of a few family members deaths have come and gone in the last few weeks and it's definitely brought the mood of the house down.

Last night I had a dream that something had happened and my Dad had gotten hurt. I stood there with a group of people I didn't recognize but seemed to know, looking at the woods where he must have been. It was being decided who would go into the dark of the trees and find my father. Everyone was crying and scared, myself included, but I volunteered. I walked into the woods away from everyone I knew and the next thing I knew I was at his funeral. The world had turned to black and white, my suit blending in with everything around me. We were there mourning my father's death but I realized that no one besides me seemed to remember him, his face had disappeared from all the photographs that hang on the walls. It was as if he had never existed at all.

I may look calm, but inside I’m screaming with every once of strength I have