JdChbosky

Thursday (4-14-11) was the last day of spring clinicals. It was amazing. I felt happy...actual happiness at what i did.  Others may paint emotions, pull and push ideals through clay, and/or  type new and exciting worlds, I do something entirely different. My art is measured in the comfort of others. A piece of resolve and comfort of those who need it most. The world may never know or display my actions, but the title says it all. "Nurse." The word itself is so beautiful and amazing....and while I have my doubts if I would ever make it completely....the compliments, the smiles, the peaceful grateful looks, and even those confused looks make my

Nothing. Life is nothing without Angel fish or gold nugget plecos. Life is nothing without water fountains, watch towers, parks, or long walking trails. I am not ashamed to say that I am in love with Kevin Kline. Or that Shakespeare is beautiful. Or that paper letters and Korean dramas make me cry.

So recently I have become addicted. Yes, I admit my problem here. I admit it and I am not not going to change. So yeah...now I have to check on the baby before social services take it aways and the husband and wife lose their jobs.