Wheels and Stalkers.

You know what I would love to do? I would love to just follow someone with a camera. Capture their interactions. Capture their gestures. Find their quirks, things they do when they're nervous, happy, sad. I want to know what they do habitually and what they do in order to pass the time.

Kinda sounds stalkerish. I know. But how cool would that be? Admit it. It'd be pretty cool.

For my last semester at school I have to do a capstone and I've been thinking about what I want to do. A capstone is a final project within your field of study that you must perform or show depending what your major is.

This may sound weird, but I want someone to follow me back to LA. Getting on trains, meeting with old friends, visiting places that I've been to. I want to show things coming full circle. Wheels. It's the wheel of life. Hello's, Goodbye's. New friends, old friends. Leaving, staying. Things in life just keep going. "The circle of life." It's like a wheel. Time keeps moving but with every turn, you've got something ending, something beginning, something happening. Even in relationships. You won't be the last to love him/her. They'll find someone new and someone will love just as hard as you did.

I have no idea when I'm gonna finish school. I'm hoping soon. But with the end of college begins something completely unknown.

In my head, I see this huge, long, vast blank canvas. It looks like it goes on for forever. And there's this wheel. And it's a pretty big wheel. As it rolls over the blank canvas, it leaves it marks. Loves lost, fights won, marks of joy, anger, intensity. But until that wheel makes its mark, I really don't know what's coming next.

Wheels. I've just been stuck on wheels lately. Wheels and Life. Same Difference.

Along with that thought, I've been looking over some older journal entries of mine and I found something sort of pertaining to the vastness of my life that I have not yet accomplished. So I leave you today with this.

"I live for something more than this life that i'm living.
Just like looking out where the ocean meets the horizon.
It's vast.
And ongoing.
But I believe I can touch every part of that vastness.
If only I try.
And do.
Do what I can.
Do EVERYTHING that I can.
Anything is possible.
Even touching every part of my vast, vast life is possible.
And pictures that I see inside my mind are pictures that can one day be framed.
Placed on the walls inside my soul."