When I'm not busy with schoolwork or whittling away time with TV/Internet, I remember my favorite hobbies. Even in my dreams, I am thinking about books and photography and the things I'm passionate about. And when I wake, I'm filled with nostalgia and yearning, for my camera, my color pencils, for sunsets and music and literature that promise quiet contemplation.

So much has happened this summer, and I'm so happy with the way things ultimately turned out.

On a sidenote, I've discovered some of Jack Johnson's other songs, like Cocoon, and they're so calming to listen to. =)