"In Midnight Sleep."

So today, I finally figured out how to open my shutter on my D60. So I had an entertaining day drawing with light. Everyday passes faster and faster, and the faster it passes the more I feel like I'm losing everything.. No, my life doesn't suck, It's just going too fast, and I know that I'm really missing out on things that, truthfully, I'm afraid to look forward to. Almost senior year... Everyone still likes me, hopefully. Thinking about this documentary everyday. Well its 00:55 and I should probably head to bed soon. I just got to think about everything, and if I'm feeling comfortable with who I am. So I'll leave you with a poem by Walt Whitman.. Night.

IN midnight sleep, of many a face of anguish,
Of the look at first of the mortally wounded—of that indescribable look;
Of the dead on their backs, with arms extended wide,
I dream, I dream, I dream.
Of scenes of nature, fields and mountains;
Of skies, so beauteous after a storm—and at night the moon so unearthly bright,
Shining sweetly, shining down, where we dig the trenches and gather the heaps,
I dream, I dream, I dream.
Long, long have they pass’d—faces and trenches and fields;
Where through the carnage I moved with a callous composure—or away from the fallen,
Onward I sped at the time—But now of their forms at night,

I dream, I dream, I dream.