Titles waft but subjects flow in and out like waves in a powerful sea. And quite often thoughts that should be kept undercover ... are compelled to be shared.
Today a push but there is no where else on earth I'd rather be. So much of life has been left on someone else's door step, each day an abnormality.
Nine weeks, a breath of familiarity. I know what this is and while I allow history to repeat itself time and time again, I shake my head in a state of wonderment. And while the mind plays tricks, caution is cast to the wind and opportunity catches in a web of deceit.
Though sleep evades me now I will be refreshed, for pen and ink to paper soon will end my pain. And when obsession confronts what I know to be true, I will walk on it's coals to prevent myself from going any deeper.
Photography by Cynthia M. Sabotka
Location: Freeport in the Bahama's
