It was extra difficult to wake up this morning. Something is wrong. I don't know what it is. Something is missing, that I haven't felt in a while. I'd like to think that having it would make me feel better, but if I can't be happy with what I have, do i really have anything?
That might be easier to answer if I knew what was missing.
There is something bright in the future, because I have memories of excitement, and desires to have it back. I've just got to cultivate it.
A good long walk today helped me get a lot off my mind, and absorb a bit of the beauty of the world around me; even if that beauty is mostly Melrose Avenue, La Brea, and La Cienega. I got a few pictures before the storm clouds came in. It was nice, even in the rain.
