and so on. and so on.

a picture snaps and a moment is frozen in time. seen but not known. taken for the sake of not forgetting. i've been picture looking lately. and i see the frozen smiles (or frowns). the dimensions that pass between now and that very moment. i imagine myself going back to that time and standing there next to all the frozen faces. feeling the difference. feeling the time.

i never finished my blog for americorps with any grande finale. i never said how hard the goodbyes were, and how it felt to come home after such a trip. i couldn't bring myself to write. so now. here i am. it's six months later, and im asking ready to find me once again. so it only felt right to finish this americorps blog now, even though it says 2010 in the title.

people like to impact each other. what impacts your life? it's always asked. the miles of unknown roads flash. and i think of a car accident among those roads. and the impact it brings to the person inside. then the impact it brings to the person outside, watching. although this impact isnt physical. then i wonder...which is harder? to watch the impact and be impacted. or to be the impact itself. it's jumbling in my head. like a circus clown juggler. dont let the sand sacks fall, it will impact the ground, which in turn will impact the juggler, and impact the audience. it's all an impact. it just keeps moving. like dominoes of impacting. so if someone asks me of a single thing that impacts my life. i dont know where exactly to point my finger. where did the impact begin, really?

i do know however, that americorps was somewhere in that road. somewhere in the miles of impaction. and what was once a narrow road with few paths, has turned into a wide road with many intersections. robert frost claims we should go for the road less traveled by. explore the unknown of our world. so i stand here in the middle of a forest. wondering how many roads mr. frost could find. and. how many pictures he left behind.