tired

i have worked long and hard this week. i'm tired of self-reflection. i'm tired of being lonely. i'm tired of eating pancakes because i haven't gone grocery shopping all week. i'm ready for my husband to be home. and i know that, the real work hasn't even begun. at least he will be home tomorrow.

i looked through two years of constant picture taking today to see if there was anything worth showing. anything i could call good. and there wasn't really. but i noticed that the pictures i love, that make me smile, really are of subjects i care about. in other words, my emotions sometimes show in the photograph. now, i really don't know whether an outsider would be able to tell. guess i'll have to show them and ask.