I want to do this – I want to do more – I want to do serious and important things. I’d say I seem to have lost the dreams and goals from my youth but, not really. As the year heads into the dark slumber-time I am tired from a year of such chaotic oddness. Just like so many. But tomorrow I may be up, see the clouds drifting across the rising sun, getting me excited to see if I can find an angle to set up the camera to capture – hopefully for a moment of joy, to share – yet another day’s grand entrance, filled with artistic action.
Here’s to the changing of the times, perhaps the answers blown into our lives during the windy days, eh?
//11:31p+25November20= Wednesday night || echoes of the kiddo laughing from the joy of folding laundry with me//