You know that one topic,

that people can either love or hate?

That would be graffiti.

There really is no fine line.

For me, graffiti is a form of expression.

It can be used to express emotions,

such as hope, love, anger

and even tragedy, and loss.

For me, this is powerful.

To be able to see the final product,

of something that was just a mere thought,

 a picture, or words on a piece of paper.

For me, graffiti will always be a form of art.

And I will always be that person,

to notice it on a wall, a train,

or on a sidewalk.

For me, graffiti is the unknown.

I may not understand the full

meaning behind the image itself,

but I do know what true beauty is,

when it is right in front of me.


Artist: Unknown

Photos taken by me.

©2015 Sheridan Johnson @Journey with the Johnsons. All Rights Reserved.


You know that moment when

you first lay your eyes on him.

That feeling that comes from within

that you have no control over.

You want to say something

but you don’t know how he is going to react.

The moment that you can literally

feel your heart thumping out of your chest.

Your cheeks start to get red

and you suddenly feel all the blood rushing to your head.

An attraction so hard that

you can’t take your eyes of him.

That’s the moment I experienced

when I first met him.

That’s what you call, butterflies.