on a whim, the camera. a nice shot, i think. i look hopeful. and determined. makes me giggle. (as always, click the thumbnail for the full size image.)

it’s interesting how perspective shifts depending on the direction you’re looking. for now, i’m looking up, which is decidedly nice.

i am considering something that, for me, is both a huge leap and a very bizarre notion. i am considering trashing all but the creative efforts from this blog. i don’t mean archiving them elsewhere. i don’t mean sticking them in a box. i mean absolutely redacting them, pitching them off the cliff into the abyss and remembering them no more.

passive-aggressive people really yank my crank.

very interesting dream. real world outcomes aren’t exactly the usual, either. that’s a good thing.

late night true love that discounts sleep never too tired for purest love given freely no need for words in closeness with presence

at end of day naught left to say watching dusky twilight, sunset think of you miss the thought i could hear your heartbeat

i actually slept through last night. this morning, i’m thinking about a number of things, most of which have to do with getting my head back to where it needs to be instead of wearing myself out over things that i obviously lack the ability to change. in other news…. at this point, my job is about to wear me out. there is increasing pressure to write up everything and deliver, deliver, deliver it to them. how i do what i do, what i recommend for them to get things organized, best practices, development process.

piece of amber in my pocket used to think it a talisman special sharing connectedness proved so wrong just a rock

outlines of life careful drawing thin lines that connect and divide but do neither just perspective what one sees what one gets