Where exactly did I leave off? What was that last thought I’d had? Where did I leave my camera???
My goodness. What a struggle. I was here. I was posting. I was out. I was shooting. I was writing. I was creating. And I got lost, somewhere in the drive to work. Somewhere between phone calls and appointments. Meetings. During the days I nary get a rest room break, let alone time for lunch. Where are my days? How does the sunrise move so quickly to sunset? It used to be a summer’s day was fifteen solid hours long. Not anymore. Summer days I see passing if I trouble myself long enough to take a glance outside my office window. I wonder, “Is it warm out?” Have I been in here so long that I wouldn’t recognize the day if I stepped out into it?
That’s right. Me…who?