I'm gonna be real here people. I do not care about spelling, grammar, punctuation whatever. I'm hella drunk and don't give a fuck.

Beauty...

I awoke this morning to find ice pellets on the ground and everything frozen. While the car warms up I admire the beauty of the frost covered ground. An inch, perhaps, of frozen ice covers everything. The sun beats down without a cloud in the sky, unable to disrupt the chill brought about by the layer of ice. The trees are weighed down by the frost, the silence is mind shattering!

I venture to run my errands. I stop for breakfast at the Park Pavillion. The only place that makes a decent scone. I have a glass of wine with my scones, it's a beautiful morning!

I drank way too much vodka last night. I'm still drunk this morning but I don't care. After a glass of wine at the Pavillion I pick up a bottle of vodka, I'm at the library, I wreak of wine and vodka. Do I care? Not at all!

The library is surrounded by local artist's work. Many beautiful statues and art deco kinda stuff. I can appreciate this! I can appreciate the brunette I saw walking through the parking lot in high heels, black leggings and tight gray sweater. Beauty surrounds us all. We just have to look for it.

I watch a mother and her two young children in the park in front of the library. I am overcome with emotion. To the left are young kids skateboarding, to the right people are setting up the stage for Thursday night's Concert in the Park.

I listen to classical music as I blog. I see beauty all around me, the children, the women, the learning and knowledge seeking people. But.....if you look deeper...things aren't so beautiful.

Antithesis of beauty...

Walking through the parking lot I have to step over a frozen pile of puke. Undoubtedly left by a homeless drunk or drug addict. (Hey, who am I to judge right?) I hear a mother screaming obscenities at her children. I get preyed upon by teenagers who are pan-handling for change. As I enter the library a homeless man is being escorted out by two police officers.

The world's an ugly pace people! Sometimes you don't have to look too hard to see it!

Cold, Dark Deunan