Friday, September 28, 2012

One sweet blur.

I used to think a lot differently than I do now.  Things were a lot more black and white.  I was younger then, foolisher, and hadn't yet learned any other perspective.

Nowadays things couldn't be less black and white--though I often wish they were less blurry.  Some sage once said that life moves pretty fast.  It's been months since I've stopped long enough to take stock of where I've been, where I am, and where I'm heading.  Gonna be months more 'til I get a chance.

Best I can do right now is to take a look into my photo folders to see what I've shot, which is often a good indicator of where my head is.

Not black and white.  

Not exactly clear, not completely blurry.

Fairly diverse--at least considering who we're talking about.

Possibly healthy, judging by the preponderance of Fang-in-his-element shots.