ghosts

today was such a good day
but sometimes my photographs
don't tell that story

but a different one.

i have made a good choice, friends.
this is right, i know.
and now i wonder about paths, destinations -
what next?

always on my mind.

starting to feel whole again: it's been months, maybe a year.

tomorrow: comment catchup, revisiting all of your lovely journals, sorry for the absence: life.

today: backblips - tribute on saturday, cycling in 114 degree heat (46 C) on sunday