my name is whitney gray. i have trouble sleeping. i have had trouble sleeping since the third grade. i assume this is why i have boxes filled with infomercial contraband. in between the 2am work out hoax and the abtronic - i have come across some magic. whether it be on the web or the tube - possibly unrelated to sleeplessness all together --- the end result is being completely enamored with something. this could last for a minute or an hour.. maybe a day or even a love affair for life. i could live surrounded by these moments. its an addiction. if i do not find something to be enamored with. to indulge and love with teary eyes. i find myself thinking about formalities and paperwork. death and taxes. glass half empty propaganda from the eleven o'clock news. the tragedies. i choose to indulge. i can not commit to proper grammar or humor. but i will put up pictures. lots of pictures. this will be the coloring book of blogs. easy and satisfying.