The stillness of the air was unnerving. I was alone yet I felt watched with each step that I took into the abandoned house. I could smell time. There is a nostalgic smell that comes with places left abandoned for many years. It’s strange being nostalgic for a time in […]
I try to sleep on the bus as we pass through the darkness of night towards the bright lights of an unknown city. This is not my destination but a stop on the way. The bus driver and I are the only two awake at this hour. I left everything […]
It’s late in the evening hours, I don’t know what cam of me, these hours wasted thinking of the yesterdays. I’ve come so far from where I was, lost in a confusion about everything, not that I know everything now but I am wiser than I was those many days […]
A slow drive across the country, with the songs of road trips a soundtrack to my journey, to find myself is where I begin. The ending is unclear and the middle is still being written. These faded pages of memory written over a lifetime are all I have of my […]
The cool of the evening after the heat of the afternoon is a welcome change. The sky changes colors as the sun vanishes over the horizon. I stand alone on the edge of tomorrow, waiting for the last moments of this day to pass. The dreams will soon come. Life […]
We gathered beneath the tall trees and sang songs of praise. We gathered beneath trees with branches reaching out sheltering us from the sun as we sang songs of praise. We gathered beneath trees as the morning became day. https://crowdrise.com/dashboard/fjasonwhitaker/videoproductionequipment https://www.linkedin.com/in/jason-whitaker-6234b87 https://teespring.com/stores/f-jason-whitaker-photography http://patreon.com/jason29171 https://www.tiktok.com/@jason29171 Podcast: https://www.fjasonphoto.com/ https://fjasonwhitakerwriter.com/ https://www.instagram.com/jason29171/ https://www.instagram.com/fjasonwhitaker https://www.instagram.com/fjwwriter […]
I wake up the same as I do everyday. I know the past is unchangeable yet I still want to reconsider every mistake I’ve ever made. I have scars that you can see, scars from my past, and scars that you cannot see. I know these scars will never go […]
Before the night begins I find reasons to do nothing. How many days can I do the same thing? At night, in bed, I imagine the possible. So many options. After dreams I wake uncertain again. I find more reasons to do nothing. https://crowdrise.com/dashboard/fjasonwhitaker/videoproductionequipment https://www.linkedin.com/in/jason-whitaker-6234b87 https://teespring.com/stores/f-jason-whitaker-photography http://patreon.com/jason29171 https://www.tiktok.com/@jason29171 Podcast: https://www.fjasonphoto.com/ […]
These moments of memory, more like a dream, come to me as in fairy tales told over time. Adventures had in a place of fantasy. If not for the relics I brought home I would assume they were nothing more than dreams. https://crowdrise.com/dashboard/fjasonwhitaker/videoproductionequipment https://www.linkedin.com/in/jason-whitaker-6234b87 https://teespring.com/stores/f-jason-whitaker-photography http://patreon.com/jason29171 https://www.tiktok.com/@jason29171 Podcast: https://www.fjasonphoto.com/ https://fjasonwhitakerwriter.com/ […]
I listen to the rain. I feel the air cooling. I pause to consume this moment. I woke up uncertain. These emotions remain. Shall I hide the bad? Shall I ignore the good? I wait for something that I do not know. I hope for the unknown. I’m alone waiting […]
Time watched. Passing. Day to night. Dreams. Morning. I watch as days become weeks. I feel like I am motionless while the World keeps spinning. I’m unnoticed. No one sees me or wants to know me. I wake up and sit at my desk. I go to bed to dream […]
I take my time to recall you as you once were just to see the way you look now. It’s not easy being alone but what we had would never last. I have written of my love for you before but I have always known that my love was for […]
I wake up early in the morning. The song on the radio is a familiar tune. I stretch out in bed. No one but me and sometimes I’m okay with that. I walk to the bathroom for a morning shower. What should I wear today? Does it even matter? Today […]
I stare at a blank screen. Words appear but what do they mean? I start to look for what was lost to memory. Times both good and bad. Can we have one without the other? It’s late, soon I will dream but for now I write. https://crowdrise.com/dashboard/fjasonwhitaker/videoproductionequipment https://www.linkedin.com/in/jason-whitaker-6234b87 https://teespring.com/stores/f-jason-whitaker-photography http://patreon.com/jason29171 […]
When I was younger I thought I knew so much. Those years now gone like a ripple from a stone across a still pond. I think back for a moment to those times longe forgotten now recalled like it were yesterday. A play performed and so many days roaming the […]
Silence. Waiting for things to change. Panic. I try to forget so much but my memory will not allow it. I stop the tears. The sorrow remains. So many years to forget but they keep coming back to me. Can I find a way to forget the hurt? https://crowdrise.com/dashboard/fjasonwhitaker/videoproductionequipment https://www.linkedin.com/in/jason-whitaker-6234b87 […]
These times have made me remember the dark times in my life. You don’t know what I have been through. It’s a struggle just to wake up each morning. I wish I could forget the words spoken to me over the years. When I was younger I would hear these […]
I saw the lights in the sky while watching Victor fall in love. Somewhere out there beneath these very stars is a love I hope to find. I wonder how many more days until we meet and then he will be mine and will be his. Watching love through makebelieve […]
I wake up here again, waiting for change. Somewhere is anywhere but here, anywhere could be better than here. Waking up each day wondering if today will be the day that is the begin to a change in my life. Will this be the day that my life changes for […]
I have seen these days like a dream. At the time I had little understanding of what these dreams meant. I wake to the sun intruding like a thief stealing my sleep. Someone once told me that I should write down my dreams as soon as I wake up, before […]
