Something Striking

Rain gently greeted San Marcos rooftops today.
I heard an alarm sound off by my ear and rustling noises come from the room parallel of mine. "Ian must be getting ready for school," I wearily thought to myself as I silenced my phone's alarm. That was my first mistake. The next one happened when I laid my head back down to rest. I was quite the goner and did not wake till two hours later. This set me behind in my school schedule and I rushed around the entire day, desperately trying to do all the things I needed to for ACC. I officially had my first Nanny job and attended my first Orientation class for college. Didn't come home till around 9:10, and was absolutely dead tired.

Alas, I couldn't help but wonder of my blip journal and what picture I should take. The artist inside of me wanted to work with lights, so I got out a light-up yoyo and now present you with this---The Light House. I dunno if you can see it or not, but it's there. A house I constructed purely out of photons. Ahhh, now that the art kick is out of me...it's time for sleep...

(this image is a collaboration of several photos merely layered atop one another. All photos were taken the same night and merely compiled into one picture. Nothing is computer generated!)