silent chatter
Amidst new life, words are becoming meaningless.
So much has happened, but I don't feel even the slightest desire to write about it. But perhaps I should be writing about it. I haven't been confronting a damn thing lately. I've just been.. living? Or maybe gliding along is the word.
Smooth like butter. Or astroglide.
But what I really want to do is learn to create visual images like this guy.
LJ