You may be deceived if you trust too much, but you will live in torment if you do not trust enough. -Frank Crane

Trust. It's a funny thing and it has come up a lot these days. People here continue to tell me to never trust anyone. It seems odd and doesn't sit well, but perhaps there is some truth to it? I've found if you trust too much you leave yourself open to wounding vulnerabilities, but if you don't trust enough you are closed off from the world. When you love someone, you naturally want to trust them, but what happens if you can't? Does it mean you love them less? Today I learned an important lesson (again) about people. Some of the most intimidating people, at first, can be the most fragile inside. It seems obvious, but it never ceases to shock me. More to think about.

Any good books on the philosophy of trust you can recommend?

For now I give you the boys of Mercy 2, whom I absolutely adore. They took 90% of these pictures and their facination for the duh-lu never seems to get old...

The wild boys strike again. I brought over chocolates and they took the tinfoil and made grills, haha, made me think of Allie Beans and her halloween costumes.

Then I gave the boys the camera...

The little one in my arms weighs about 30lbs and just climbs up me like a monkey.

Before you can even give the boys a hug, they have already taken your arms and wrapped them around them.

This kid is amazing. He came up to me yesterday morning and asked why I'm never at Mercy 2 anymore.

I think we were supposed to be Spiderman?

"P-Alex, look what I can do!!" (When talking to someone older than you, it is a sign of respect to say P before their name, hence P-Ben and P-Alex.)

It looks like there is no head on that body... nice shot boys.

More chaos.

Swirls and whirls of energy.

P-Ben looking "black" (as the boys say) upon his return from Sri Lanka.

Feet.

Chilled out tv time before bed.

The brunette and the blonde...

and our new friend.

Live jazz music engulfs the open aired cantina where I write and the rare, cool July breeze summons the summer rain.

Testing testing nung song sohm.

ABA