Diane from Taylor Camp – a 60s hippie community living in Kauai, Hawaii. Photographed by John Wehrheim.
I know she’s pretty and all, but I can’t help but hear the message: “Marvel at me and the world we took for ourselves.”
Regardless, thank you for posting this. It made me curious and informed my perspective.
Why should I get paid to do what I love when I can just do what I love and get paid?
Let me see…. if we order two tons of Iams dog food directly from the manufacturer then we save about 20% of the cost of buying it from the pet store. We can then use that 20% to buy that Marc Jacobs collar i have my eye on.
I just woke up from a dream that finished another dream that I had a few months ago.
An oil slick induced car accident prevented me from graduating from the local community college (school policy) in the first dream.
This morning, I was allowed to graduate, and the graduation was held in the arcade at the mall. After waking up, I felt a very real sense of passing anxiety.
It’s like my brain is catching up with how much better my life has gotten. Finally, I have a good job that pays well. I earned it, they love me, and I am not doomed to a life of poverty and misery. Pinch me.