This Is Familiar

Picked up a camera and felt like a photographer again (and not a photo editor). Saw. Shot. Asked. Wrote. Shot.

Flash Settings! Flash Settings! Recycle Time!?

...Aaahhhhh.
Next year, I will manage nothing but a camera.

Footprint In Your Mind

I've made a lot of new friends lately, and I wouldn't like them to come here and get some oddball idea of me. I am not, as I heard mention today, sitting on a throne of broken dreams (odd enough yet?)

I'm feeling very good about myself. I'm learning that in conversation, sometimes the best approach is just to be blunt. Being subtle is fine sometimes, but I could never pull it off. So here you go: I'm feeling good.

In Continuity

I would like my post to pass,

so I can continue to walk.