I woke up feeling great! I did the dishes, baked peanut butter brownies, cleaned up the 3 dogs and then it hit me. This isn’t going to last. This will be gone probably by this afternoon. I wanted to stop, right then and there, give up, because I thought it was pointless. Then I thought grab it, fast, hold on as tight as you can before your brain takes it away. Make the most of it while you can. So I’ll be making some jewelry and taking pictures until the demons in my head slowly wake up and take over.
P.S.~If you are related to me and have read this even though I have asked you not to I KNOW I do not have actual “demons” in my head. It was not meant literally. So calm down, put the phone down, and yes I have taken my meds.
As a side note my photography is of different things that I find interesting. Some pictures are of my jewelry or landscapes, but I do take pictures of Cemetery Art/Sculptures. To me they are beautiful and not macabre. I understand it isn’t for everyone and I try to do it in a respectful way. I myself have loved ones in some of these cemeteries. The one I refuse to photograph is where my mother is buried. It is a Veteran’s Cemetery and kept in deplorable condition. Last time I went I fell in a sinkhole. It was up to my thigh. My mother’s headstone had slid into the next row. It is constantly flooded. It disgusts me, not just for my mother but for the actual Veterans buried there like my grandfather and my father who will be there with my mother when the time comes. Complaints and letters have done nothing. But these places can be rich with beauty and history.