I am perhaps more certain about my own abilities, capabilities and limitations.
I still want to edit my travel photos which I haven't had a good look at for a month or so.
Soreness in my shoulders weighed all year long and it's going to plaster for another year.
Life seems ironic when one lacks conviction
It seems ridiculous when one still chooses
I wish I am smarter and brighter so I can get things out of my way ... obstacles to my dreams.
I miss the wild flowers on the hillside found at Scotland during my beach walk facing the North Sea.
