I have recently decided that this summer, instead of being a hermit inside tucked away on my laptop, I would venture out into the town taking pictures here and there. Today I planned a huge trip to go down a local trail and take photos of trees and such, dampened with water from the recent downpour. Sadly, the trail was closed do to flooding or something. [I assume] Anyway, I then was only able to take a few photos which I shall post below. The last one is my least favorite, do to the fact my camera wouldn't cooperate. The rest I love, mainly after I edited them.

Puzzle.

I have recently came to a conclusion. That I am the one piece, in the puzzle of my life, that was meant to be in the other box. Yet, somehow ended up in this crazy mess. I long to know the story of how this happened, if maybe a small girl was putting a puzzle together on a gloomy day, and just as she peered out of the window, the sun peaked out. Once she saw this, she ran to the outdoors, still moist from the rain. Leaving the puzzle to sit there, as her younger sibling trekked through the house, upset over his sister hogging the swing on the swing set, or some other matter, bawled. The mother then, attempting to soothe the child, pulled out another puzzle. The child then managed to finish this, with help from his mother, when the girl ran in. She was upset after taking a nasty fall on her tricycle, and the mother rushed to her aid, kissing the wound away. While this happened, the mother called out, asking the boy to clean up the puzzle, in the childish frenzy, he accidentally picked one wrong piece, this being me, and placed it in the incorrect box. Or at least that's how i like to imagine it. It helps to have a reason, something to blame, for how I don't fit in with the others. Don't you agree?