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opening with regret
My first journal entry... it seems almost ironic that i am going to share myself with a bunch of random people who happen to stumble upon me. But such is life.
Me. What am I? I suppose my defining characteristics would be unseen, because physically I am just you're average american girl. Not stick thin but not too pudgy. A red head with a decent sprinkling of auburn and brown through it. You could walk by me on the street and unless you happen to be attracted to women in plain old bluejeans, or canvas pants and t-shirts, often smelling like horses, or the outdoors. I'd bet you wouldn't even give me a second glance. Except maybe if the smell bothered you, I happen to enjoy the smell of the outdoors and horses, so bah to you if you don't.
My better qualities are hidden, for few people bother to break through the surface and delve deeper. I consider their loss. But I suppose it is mine too, I have become too prejustice agianst some more closeminded groups of people. Its a sad thing. I've learned to love time to myself. I am a photographer, a lone hiker, poet, singer, writer, horseback rider. I've raised rabbits, chickens, Bernese Mountian Dogs, fish, you name it domestic or not and I've probably at least handled it.
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