Sometimes I despair that I will ever be in a state of consciousness again that will find me feeling free in my spirit to write. I miss that simple pleasure SO much.
Are all words I would use these days to describe my insides.
It's not about the trip.
I'm having to make so many decisions these days that are just dang hard to make.
And they overwhelm me.
I mean, they're not life and death decisions, just the effects of weariness I suppose.
Tonight I stood at a rack in a store looking at a replacement for something I lost.
$29.00, a real bargain.
And I stood there, freaking out, unable to make a decision.Â $29.00 is just a lot of money.
(and I know it isn't...)
I just hate me when I'm like this.
And just so you don't forget what I look like.
Here's a today image of me. Trying to make a decision on a camera.
You can guess how that's going.
It'll be ok.