Almost to the finishline... With shears

Nearing the last turn, I can see the finish line. Not exactly a race but running anyway. As I sit here at school thinking back to when I started this career, I cast a smile. I've learned so much, in such a short time, it amazes me. From the very first hair show I attended, to the Rockstar reception to the industry, to the trials and frustration of school life, all boiling down to one day. December 17th, the day I spread my wings and take off in this career. Job searching has been promising, and I have a few places in mind. I just have to find he right place that will do what I need it to do. My instructors have given me the education I want,


maybe a bit more. I know it never seems like it at first, but looking back I can totally see it. It's getting colder and my 1 year anniversary has came and went, November 10. It dosnt seem like that long ago I started this adventure. Man where does the time go?


See you next time...

Location:Iowa school of Beauty

Alive

I can see the prize. Like two squirrels chasing each other, through the trees, branch to branch I chase. Winding, twisting, and running fast I jump.... I'm in another tree... The prize will not elude me... You can't shake me no matter how you dodge weave or juke. Because I will slide, slip, jump, and run to the finish line. Then you will be mine, that prize, and only mine...



See you next time...


See you next time...

Location:Inside looking out

Awake... Just barely

It's brisk outside today, fall being here makes me smile a little more than usual. Most of the leaves have fallen off the trees, its like they know,


It won't be long and we'll have snow on the ground.


See you next time...

Today

As I sit here with my eyes closed, the rays of the sun warm my face. The breeze blows through the trees, shaking limbs and tossing leaves. Into the sky, carried by the wind to no specific place to go, destination... unknown.


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Location:Outside