23 March 2010

not a size 8

I want to wax poetic about this thing or that but right now I just can't. I can tell you that I've got pictures so old and piled up, sitting on my camera waiting to be posted and written about. I've got a folder in my email marked "blog fodder" full of images slowly going out of style. There are movies being viewed and there is music filling the silence. But none of that comes to mind right now. Because the highs wouldn't be so great if there weren't a few lows and I might be falling down.

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