… but it’s a week until my birthday, so I should probably wait to open them…
… but they are Amazon.com packages, and if there was ever time to read a couple of novels, the next two and half days would probably be it.
In other news, I’m thinking about some of the questions raised in the comments of my previous fatigued post. Why am I not posting my thought processes? I don’t quite know. Some of my frustrations and problems are recurring, painful things I’m hoping to stomp into silence once more before they see the full light of day. Others are just things I would have trouble writing out in plain English. Writing about what things don’t fit into those two categories would provide a very incomplete picture.
Today, I’m moving towards a “grit my teeth and bear it” type of resolution to the whole situation, which may be a sign that I’m feeling better, because I’m focusing a little more on succeeding rather than my failures. I know that just moving forward is unlikely to actually solve anything, but I’m not coming up with many reasonable, workable answers to the question of what might make me happy.
And last, but not least, I have not forgotten about my own little photo assignment, but Luke took the camera home for the weekend, so it’s not quite done yet. I thought it was interesting that when I asked Luke if there were any pictures he wanted to see since he hadn’t commented, he said, “No, because I see everything you see.” He went on to say that if I took a picture of something, that would be the camera’s view of that something, rather than my own, with the implication that there would be nothing unique in that.
I’m not sure I agree with that. Yes, the shots are limited by the ability of the camera, but if I pick the shots, the angles, the moments, does it not also reflect my perspective?
And then there’s the fallacy of the idea that anyone sees exactly what anyone else sees…