i have an account on flickr-using the same name as here, and as i see all the wonderful outdoor shots, i am so full of grief. i used to take cook, quirky, sad, pattern pictures, etc. and now, well, being indoors or at the doctor's office is just not the same. it forces me to be so much more creative as in the past i would see something and was just captivated by it and captured it-and now-unless it is chai bunny or zoe the cat, i have to push myself into setting up specific things or sets. i have to admit that when i am in the worst pain, i usually will do a "photo shoot" and try to work through the pain. i just get frustrated with the lack of subject matter i guess.
i have a box full of all my pictures, minus a few that are packed in the garage or only have the negatives. i can't bear to look back at them now, as i have been in such a dark place that i just can't risk the sadness at this point. it is 5:08 AM and i have a neurologist appt. this afternoon-yay-and get nerve block shots. i need to go to sleep, so i'll close. i feel like i write but have absolutely nothing of worth to say. is any of this relevant? does anyone really want to read my thoughts? ok, that is egotistical. i should know that the world does not revolve around me...i could be in much more dire straits than i am now. so that's it...more later. xxxxx wgigirl
