Hey Bud, still super busy. Don't even have time to create a Vine! I'm quickly overloading my iPhone on top of it. It's backing up right now. I haven't the space to create a :06 sec video.
As you already know, yesterday was a big day for Anthony. He had a good time walking the Hollywood Walk Of Fame, taking lots of pictures of his favorite stars and shopping for souvenirs. Afterwards, we hopped back on the Red Line and headed to DTLA for the Grammy Museum. He loved that! The timing couldn't be more perfect as The Taylor Swift Experience was one of the exhibits. It was quite impressive.
Whew! Talk about larger than life. There's a ton of pics from yesterday, a lot of good ones too. This one pretty much sums it up. Overwhelming!! It was fun none the less.
Last night I had another episode of what I call notions of death, which always wakes me up in the middle of sleeping. It's like my mind sinks into nothingness, and I'm consciously aware of losing me. Then instantly I freak out with the fear of nonexistence. I'd like to write about this more. Maybe even create something from it. I don't know. It strikes me profound and yet I have a hard time explaining it. Just wanted to mention it to remind myself of this thought.
Well, we're off for the Deluxe company picnic in a bit and after that The Grove and Farmers Market.
Now to catch up commenting on your post from yesterday!
Love you Bud.
As you already know, yesterday was a big day for Anthony. He had a good time walking the Hollywood Walk Of Fame, taking lots of pictures of his favorite stars and shopping for souvenirs. Afterwards, we hopped back on the Red Line and headed to DTLA for the Grammy Museum. He loved that! The timing couldn't be more perfect as The Taylor Swift Experience was one of the exhibits. It was quite impressive.
Whew! Talk about larger than life. There's a ton of pics from yesterday, a lot of good ones too. This one pretty much sums it up. Overwhelming!! It was fun none the less.
Last night I had another episode of what I call notions of death, which always wakes me up in the middle of sleeping. It's like my mind sinks into nothingness, and I'm consciously aware of losing me. Then instantly I freak out with the fear of nonexistence. I'd like to write about this more. Maybe even create something from it. I don't know. It strikes me profound and yet I have a hard time explaining it. Just wanted to mention it to remind myself of this thought.
Well, we're off for the Deluxe company picnic in a bit and after that The Grove and Farmers Market.
Now to catch up commenting on your post from yesterday!
Love you Bud.