The world does not revolve around me. It's simple. The world can't revolve around a single person, as is. I may end up hating it if the world centered itself at me. Jealousy would attack if it revolved around someone else. This is just how things go. This is life. Still, I'm searching for some sort of motion. I don't even know what motion is, or if I've eperienced it. Maybe motion is love. Or self discovery. Or simply even motivation. What ever it is, I'm pining for it, each and every day. Sometimes my idea of motion stays for a day and then leaves. I think I need to continue my search for the meaning of this word. It just can't be being happy and excited about one simple thing for a few moments. Who knows, maybe it is. Maybe all motion is are little pushes. I think I want to be constantly running. Or on a treadmill, moving me along with no effort on my part at all. That would be idea, but not healthy at all. I feel that's what's happening right now. I'm sitting on the treadmill without any effort of moving myself. No effort to pull myself forward. It must all come from within. This is my problem, I can't find what's within. I don't know where it is. I'd love to find what's within; who and what my soul truely possesses. Once I find this, I'll be in motion. This will probably take some time. Maybe this will be a lifetime journey. It will all be worth it. Although I'd like to discover myself now, I feel as if the timing isn't right. I'm afraid I'd be very unappreciative if I did now. There is a time and a place for everything. Little pushes, all adding up. ©All rights reserved. Use without permission is illegal.

We took a back road back from Geysir to ?ingvellir and when I say a back road, I mean a road as wide as a treadmill and more bumps than a very bumpy thing indeed. I absolutely loved the look of this place and commanded the vehicle to a halt. I had to trek up a little hill to get here, nearly sinking in the thick grass but the view was worth it! 3 exposure HDR blended in photomatix, edited in PS CS4 etc etc