I look to my right and there is a window, outside the window is a tan bricked office building stretching ten floors up. People are pacing in their cubicles, putting hands to their heads and arguing in stress. A women just pulled her skirt up and fixed her tights- thinking no one could see her with her door shut, obviously she forgot me.
The girl sitting in a hotel room across the street.
To my left there is a camera and my black Converse- thrown carelessly on the floor after a walking day. Gabrielle sits on her bed in her pajama pants texting boys. My father is snoring into a deep sleep behind me on the opposite white sheeted bed.
I sit here next to the only window.
My body turned so see the world outside. I watch curiously below- like a princess locked in a tower wondering what the outside world has to share. My neck is sore and I long for a massage to ease it's discomfort. I am downloading pictures onto my computer from my adventure in Portland. My sock is half way off as i wiggle my toes on the purple striped carpet. I slide down into my chair as I think about what other moments i could describe to you as you skim through the text on the screen.
big cities are a photographer's playground
and a dreamers imagination
Four events into the Concrete Rodeo. It is Day Five of my trip. Tomorrow will be Newberg- a large park with endless concrete and hopefully an even larger amount of entrees. Here are the best and worsts of each event so far:

Buhl:
- Best- Skyler Morgan and C.J. Cooper
- Worst- small amount of entrees
McCall:
- Best- Staying at Jamie's lake house
- Worst- the event was cancelled
Richland:
- Best- Krew and Justin
- Worst- clean up in the heat
Yakima:
- Best- Cristian
- Worst- preparing to send Mother home
I just got news that my Grandfather passed away. One of the most admirable men I have ever met.
I love you. xoxo
Just for smiles :]