Spider Web.

HEY WORLD I HAD COFFEE SO NOW I'M ACTUALLY GOING TO WRITE.

"The artist is a receptacle for the emotions that come from all over the place: from the sky, from the earth, from a scrap of paper, from a passing shape, from a spider's web." -Pablo Picasso

I just happened to pass this giant web when leaving my grandma's house. I took some alternate blips previously to be found on my flickr.

I think I'm going to go to google every single day from now on and find a quote with whatever is in my picture.

Today I slept until ten for the first time in a while. Elise brought me dunkin donuts. Today was Opa's 81st birthday. I visited there all day. He's still having a bit of a rough time but is getting better still. I'm just happy he is still here. I played games with my little cousin Lena and ate a lot.

Okay so wait. Maybe I want to write a lot but I have nothing really interesting to write. Yeah it was my grandpa's birthday..I found a spider...wooooo.... I want something interesting to write. I feel like every time I have a good thought I'm too tired to write about it. Which is a thought in itself. I think I sleep too much because there is always a lot on my mind. It's sad but I feel happier when I'm asleep. Sleep is a place where my thoughts don't require energy or any actual thought, but I can still think. Now I have energy and I don't have any interesting thoughts to write down at all.