Passion

Apologies for the lack of blogging lately. I've been quite a busy girl. However, now that nearly 60% of my friends are back into their daily school going routines, I have had some time to either twiddle my thumbs, or blog.

I've had a lot of time to think over the past few days. Mainly due to my recent development of insomnia that allows me to clean the kitchen at 3 a.m., or lie in bed until the sun comes up. Perhaps this is a God given problem to allow me to get my thoughts in order.

I took a trip up to Memphis this week, which gave me a lot to watch and think about. Memphis is a city filled with passion. People love hard, and live to take it easy. I take interest into the lives of these people. Life for them is a day spent doing what they love. Their passion. They do what they were born to do and they love it. Although most of these souls could use a good dose of electric shock therapy. I must give them credit for the intensity that they love with. As crazy as it seems, I think every single one of us need to breathe, and have a little bit of this guy in our hearts

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This man knows what he loves, and puts all he has into it. Let's have a little fake Elvis in us shall we?

In Joy,

Kandace

P.S.- This post is dedicated to Elvis Presley, who died this very week on August 16, 1977. I know now from my past week experiences to not visit Memphis during this week.