Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Alone, waiting...

When I was a little girl I would fill my bed with all my stuffed animals, I couldn't bear to leave anyone out for fear that I would hurt their feelings, my bed would be full and I would have to move to my sister's bed.
This guy pulls on my heartstrings just like my toys did, he has been sitting on these rocks all first he cried a lot, now he just watches the world around him. And he is alone.