Now 1.08

I mostly slothed today. (So that's not really a word. Go with me.) I have a new block to burn. The one in this picture is half done. They're about 3.5" square. I thought they'd be coasters, but it's too much to do that. Unless I can find people willing to pay about $20-40 each. I don't know what I'll do with it. But I'm gonna make it.

From my Twitter:
I miss, love, want, fear, long, hurt. It's badness and goodness, complicated and simple, extremely conflicting. Yet...I'm addicted. :/

I've always been careful, guarded. Where I am now is very new and scary. I'm unsure again, of myself, my choices. I'm tired again, having to constant fend off that crazy voice that says, "You shouldn't have done that."

I'll get through it, past it, over it. I have a phrase for that, but I'm not going to disclose it. I like to keep some of my cleverness secret. :P I'll be okay, in time.

Post Picture: The family and I went to NJ to pick up our new van. There's a long story there that isn't very interesting. I bought the camera and snapped that picture through the tinted van window. There was a huge flock of seagulls at the gas station. Several were perched on the lights, but that one was alone. I really like it so I thought I'd share. It's all moody and kinda dark.