Old Bashford

Old Bashford Originally uploaded by deantwan. It's finals time again and I feel myself pulling away. It seems that this is the only way for me to survive finals. Tonight the wife and child is over her mothers, Usually this becomes my time. My "freedom." Just as her going there is hers. To you all the truth, I love the idea of this freedom, In my apartment with my stuff and my energy, no ones elses. Well, maybe at least one other person.