Lograh (lograh) wrote,


tired. gots plenty of work to do. Thinking of what to write in a letter. Looking at Amtrak schedules for my little jaunt down to my dad's place for christmas (arriving back here at 11pm -- ugh). Mentally preparing myself for the onslaught that is sure to be at my dad's place. Much though I enjoy visiting them any other time of the year, they seem to go out of their way to make visiting them during christmas a living hell.

And, on top of it all, my head is swimming with wonderously destructive thoughts. The urge to just say a resounding "fuckit" to life and eveything in it grows. Every step I take, I'm having to argue that it's not pointless. Just another week or so, though. January is almost here. That, and it's nice to have a source of distraction in my life.

I haven't picked up the camera in some time. Probably a week now? Possibly. It feels like longer. Yesterday I actually left it at home. I simply didn't care enough to take it with me. Sure enough, during lunch I saw an excellent picture. Here's hoping it's there again today, as I have both cameras with me.

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