A Question I've Never Asked

So, I know the title will seem like there's some deep question that I've always wanted to ask someone, but never have had the chance to. Not quite. The question I have is much more simple.

Can I draw you?

Now, let me first explain that if you ever catch me looking at you, squinting a little, I want you to know that I'm trying to draw you in my head. Or store the shape of your eyes into my memory bank for later use. I know it sounds a little creepy, but I'm an artist. It's how I roll.

Next. The reason I haven't asked the question. I don't know how to say it without coming across as interested in someone or insulting. I can't say it's a compliment, because that's not always the case. Sometimes the people I want to draw are just... interesting. Not ugly, but not drop dead gorgeous, either.

I sound really critical right now. I know. Let me just clarify that I do not judge people on their looks. I just find the composition of the human face fascinating and irresistible.

To the Friend Who Knew Just Enough

To the Friend Who Knew Just Enough

It’s like you knew.
Everything I had ever fought. 
You knew what wounds I carried without having seen the battle.
One look in my eyes and you knew the horrors of the same war.
There were no grand tales of victory or loss.
For the war was within myself.
It’s like you knew.
Every time I almost gave up.
There you were with a shoulder to lean on.
You cheered me on when even I had lost hope.
You patched me up and led the way.
You were never disappointed in me.

Sunrises in My Life

So this morning I watched the sun rise with a friend from church. It was amazing. The weather was perfect, the colors were brilliant and the conversation was comfortable. Oh and we saw a bald eagle. How cool is that?

Sunrise at Lake Jackson

All day I've been thinking about sunrises and their subtleties and how many of them I've had in my life with out really realizing it. They're tricky like that, you know?

I've been slowly accomplishing goals and I recently realized how much progress I've made. I've actually gotten to the point where I'm a little scared to finish, because I don't know what'll happen next. 

Also, about a year ago, I promised a friend I would grow my hair out. It was super short then. I was often times mistaken for a man while standing in line. Now, my hair brushes my shoulders at the shortest point and is definitely not the hair of a man. It took a year of not getting a hair cut to get it this long, and even though I'm not really sure how long I want to keep it this way, I am impressed at the progress.

From this:

To this:

All it took was a year!

So many other things have gradually made a huge impact on my life. Like my social life. I slowly made friends that I was comfortable enough with that I would talk to/hang out with them on a regular basis. Thanks to a few of them I can now hug people without completely freaking out on the inside. (This may be something I credit to two relentless huggers, Kent and Steff) Don't get me wrong, they're not my favorite thing in the world, but I've slowly come to appreciate and accept them. 

Proof: 

Yes, that's my sister. You get the idea.

Then there are the things that I can't really show you through photographs. My views on subjects of the world have broadened, my opinions have found ways of wording themselves, but my heart has grown more open to those of different faiths, beliefs, political views, backgrounds, opinions, et c.

I can say that my world has gotten brighter, clearer and more defined, but the sun isn't fully risen, yet. I have a lot more exploring and discovering to do.

I'm incredibly excited.