I'm weak for beautiful things. Lakefront and the rocks, night time and it's protective blanket... Then there are the things that make me cringe deep into my stomach. Dirty smiles and plastic faces... But I still want to take it all in, like air, like water, like the whole of life. This is what it's all about. I guess I just want to be happy, that's all. I am the emotional rollercoaster, or at least that's what's been placed in my lap the past couple of weeks. I'm not enjoying the ride, having not even a lap bar to hold me in place.