And so I float.

I drift in this hazy dream state. I wander less than lucidly through reality. I ponder and float, I catch my boss levitating in his office. I prance over to fetch my lunch and dance around as I eat it, merrily. Why do I do what I do? Why do I do anything? These questions have plagued my mind, as I milled over my man crush on a math tutor with fancier socks than I and a woman crush on every woman that walks past my eyes (not quite though).

Why do I do what I do?
I can't say I know the specific answer

But instead I respond with a statement: I don't need to do anything.
And, for now, I believe I do everything for fun, remembering God.

I should do what brings me joy, and nothing more.
I avoid this convoluted system of perplexity. I decline this ceaseless cycle of problem creation and problem solution. I refuse the notion of insanity.

I am that I might have joy.

And so I float.

A Wee Update

Not a wee wee update. Happy Holidays to all, whatever your holiday of choice may be (I hope it was Festivus! or maybe Christmas). I spent my break vacationing in Florida and in my home Washington, passing time with alligators and douglas fir trees respectively.  The good news is I'm back in town and back in the dark closets. The even better news is I shot some great roles over my break and I picked up a new Kodak Brownie. The miscellaneous news is I ordered some new SD cards for my digital, and I even placed some bids on a few 50mms – put down $70, Idaho forbid I pay full price for them.