some days i know up from down perfectly. i’m sure of it. other days i have no clue. no discernible comprehension of myself at all. true WTF? moments. as i get older have i become wiser to the fact that i just can’t know all there is to know about why i am the way i am? maybe i think tooooo much.
whatever. i confuse myself. one day it’s one thing and the next it’s another. i can’t keep up with myself.
i’ve been without my camera for well over a month now. maybe that’s part of my problem.