#themeanreds

The 4th avenue gangster... B---d for life!

Therapy in progress #themeanreds #acrylicpainting #l5p #artatlanta #bladerunner (at Little Five Points)

My cure for the "Mean Reds" is to fight fire with fire!#breakfastattiffany #themeanreds#audreyhepburninspired#redheadfever😚

Sometimes I just feel sad and I don't know why. I am painfully lonely today. I've called my mom like 3 or 4 times. I went to church this morning, in part to make sure I talked to another human in the flesh. My fiancé went on long bike ride and when he got back, he called me, but essentially he only talked about his stats and the book about Hillary's campaign. I've been feeling really disconnected from him recently. At times, I feel neglected. I want to talk after work, he's going on a bike ride. We are both too tired to really talk before bed. Some part of my sad is probably work anxiety too. I just want to feel better.

And one day you wake up sad, for no apparent reason. Ever have those days? I've had it for a couple days now and it's such a dragging and draining feeling. I have so much to be grateful for, everything I've worked for, for the past year and a half is finally coming together. I suspended personal life and gave up having a normal life to get my life on track and work on the things I needed to. Now, I find myself feeling a little lost when everything is finally in place. I worked so hard to get to this place and I seem to be the only thing out of place. Funny really, I built a new life while not living one. And now, here I am at the destination I went straight for, and yet, I'm lost. I'm sure it will pass in a day or so but, sometimes it just comes out of nowhere and you feel like you might need a good cry. So is it real? Does the random sadness stem from a need for inner reflection? Or is it merely a build up over time finally having an outlet? Who knows. Think I'm just going to take a sad day. Like a sick day, but for the soul. #themeanreds #random #soulday #ineedabreakfromlife

Quel night,🌫 Living like Holly Golightly.🌃

From time to time, like when he wakes in the morning beside her, on a video call after being apart for months, or after a good movie, he would ask her if she loves him. She would say "yes", and he would follow the question up with "How much?" And she would open her arms wide, stretching up to the fingertips, gesturing 'infinity'... "Thiiiiis much," she would say. And from time to time, like after a eating a meal that he prepared for her, a trivial misunderstanding, or sweet love-making, she would ask him the same. He would say "yes", and he would open his arms wide, stretching up to the finger tips, gesturing 'forever'... "Thiiiiis much," he would add. These were moments of happyness for him. Joy so deep, he felt guilty.