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Another in the parking lot series. Hard Rock Hotel, Palm Springs
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Tapping into my inner Hopper... #edward hopper #john register #david arsenault
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Friday, March 13, 2015
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Thursday, March 5, 2015
One year ago...
One year ago we let you off the leash of life and now your spirit runs free. All I want is for you to come back to me. #forevercrushed #notoveryou
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Wednesday, March 4, 2015
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Pendulum and Portal. Scanned from Kodak Ektacolor Type S film, expired September 1973. #film #Kodak
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Saturday, February 14, 2015
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Monday, February 9, 2015
Do You Know You?
How many people know themselves? You know, like, really know themselves. I know my likes and dislikes, my habits. I know I'm an introvert who can be social, I just need quiet time to recharge. I know I'm bad at details, good at being creative and I'm a thinker, I think a lot, all the time. I'm the type that lives in his head, it's so cozy in there. However, I don't know myself externally. You know the external me, the short, stocky, balding guy. The dude with the weird glasses and the red and gray goatee, the computer guy, the guy with the orange Jeep. You know the social me, that dude is sort of on autopilot until you pique my interest. See, the guy on autopilot, I don't know him. He's not fake or pretending, he's the façade, the administrative assistant if you will. While I'm in the back office, he's handling the day to day tasks. It's scary because I have this piece of me, the most public piece of me, and I don't know him. He makes quick decisions, has small talk and smiles at people but what is his personality? His likes and dislikes? What's important to him? I don't know, it's kind of scary. Everyone knows him and I don't and yet very few know the real me. How and when did this happen? Is it a defense or a coping mechanism? It takes a lot to jump the wall, swim the moat, cheat the infrared beams and dodge the bullets to get to the "Great Oz" tucked into the vermiculations of my brain. Do you have what it takes? Because it's lonely in here but my world is a great place of peace and happiness, love and honesty.
Do you struggle with this too?
Wednesday, February 4, 2015
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