18

Today I went for a walk. It was a beautiful day. The field opposing my front yard is backed by a string of trees, along the root river. Unfortunately due to my mothers great worries I didn't get to explore much farther in after I told her what I was up to. So, instead went back to the bridge for the first time since it's been rebuilt (picture). I'm not sure how much I truly enjoy going there, but it's nice to have a quiet place and it is quite beautiful. That is if your into shitty graffiti, polluted water and what not as my slightly warped nature is. I love my parents. And not to say I like him better, but my Dad. He's essentially the only person capable of flipping my entire mood. Tomorrow I'm supposed to be hanging out with a friend I haven't seen or much less spoken to in years. Were going to the carnival, I'm pretty excited. This is enough of this for tonight though. Better things to attend to.

"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?

Thou art more lovely and more temperate:

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,

And summer's lease hath all too short a date:

Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,

And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;

And every fair from fair sometime declines,

By chance, or nature's changing course untrimm'd;

But thy eternal summer shall not fade,

Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;

Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,

When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st:

So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,

So long lives this, and this gives life to thee."

-William Shakespeare (Sonnet 18)