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this is one of those images that doesn’t really mean anything. at least not to the viewer. somehow it makes sense to me, though, and pleases. i am still fairly enamored with my pencam (thank you jim … *still*). it is the only camera i have picked up this month. i am not depressed, but very very flat. as if someone is doping my coffee with prozac or something. i don’t feel much, beyond Tired. i do manage to feel discontent. mostly with the path of my life and my outlook in general for my prospects. something needs to change, but i cannot afford dramatics.
the last magazine of the year is now finished and i have a few giftie things i am finishing. then we shall pack and head to texas for a week. i am looking forward to that very much. if it is cold and rainy, however, i am going to kick things. we might even go to the coast and see birds! mostly i will just be glad to see my girlies and my familia.
i think i have finished listing on my ETSY shop for the year. i am so grateful for my new and old customers *and* for my new friend with whom i bartered some beautiful treasures that i can’t really mention as they are gifts and i don’t know if i still have any family stalkers here. i am very disappointed though, that i seem to have encountered my first two losses with the post office. one to england and one just up the road to kansas city. this makes me very sad, as the items were carefully chosen and there are no identical ones for replacement. perhaps they will arrive still, in good health. we *did* have “weather”, but not really enough for a good excuse.
there were a million things i thought i wanted to write when i walked up the hill this morning, with my tattered black scarf tied the way i saw on The Sartorialist, feeling so urbane. but now i am not in the mood for rambling so i’ll quit. sometimes i miss those nights of redWine drinking and endless keyboarding of my internal affairs. it was embarrassing, but somehow a comfort. like a release. anyway, never mind. i am NOT regressing back to that!! onward…