I'm alright.

I think about Steve alot. I dream of him alot. I'm not a wreck, and I'm not lonely, I just miss him so much.

The other day I was mowing the lawn, and it smelled like fall, it was peacefull.

I would really like to start a fashion blog, and take pictures of people on the streets with interesting clothes and post them. Unfortunatly, this is Montana, not much in the way of fashion but maybe people will be more creative with their clothes at Bozeman.