life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness

I've been thinking a lot of things over in the last month, but I failed to put anything down in words. It all boils down to my inability to thoroughly grasp what I want in life. I am in a purgatory of sorts.

It was the 4th of July this past weekend. The phrase "life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness" came to mind. It is a right the forefathers of this country established of which I am entitled. I have a whole lot of freedom on my hands that I honestly don't know what to do with. I let opportunities come and go with few accomplishments in between. School, work, family, love, and everything else. I am proud that I finally finished a huge leg of my schooling. I am desperately reaching for the work part. I am overprotected in many ways. I concede I am broken in the relationship department. Although I am comfortable, this is not how I see myself to be at this age.

I'm still in love with Paris. I desperately want to go back. Rent an apartment for a while and just live there. Take the city in. I know I've been slacking in the photography department of late, but my prior trip was the reason why I wanted to invest in a dSLR.

There was a permanent fixture at a mall when I went up to the house last weekend. It was for the American Red Cross to solicit donation for disasters. The thing that struck me was there is a slot for people to put a piece of paper to indicate the disaster-du-jour. How often do things go wrong to warrant this sort of fixture? It's just a thought.

I recently saw a license plate frame that said, "I am a leaf in the wind, Wash is my co-pilot". I should have taken a picture of it. Obviously not the most original thing ever said, but I did find it amusing. Something so brilliant can be so short-lived.