I’ve posted the most recent Picture a Day photos for your viewing pleasure.
In other news: I’ve been downright fucking bitchy lately. Life tries my patience on an ongoing basis. It makes me angry and frustrated and unwilling to talk to anyone about anything deeper than the weather.
In the past couple of years I’ve also been increasingly uncomfortable being part of any conversations involving spirituality. Rather, specifically, I have been unwilling to share any of my own thoughts on the subject. I don’t mind listening to other people talk about it, but I don’t want to actually say anything. I’ve never been someone who was open about such things in the first place, but I was starting to gain some ability to open up and actually talk about things for a while. It’s like the pendulum has swung the other way, and now I’m not even a little comfortable talking about how I feel or what I think. I’d rather people forget I’m even there.
I don’t even want to write about it anymore, and yet some days just walking or biking to and from work I have these thoughts and feelings I want to share… but they’re gone and I never remember them. I feel like I am lacking substance.