Wow! I realized today that I’ve been using Flickr for a whole year now, as of April 18th. I’m established. I’ve got 631 photos. I’ve come a long way since that first photo. That counts for something.
I just got done uploading a new batch from over the Easter weekend. A selection:
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So what? I have not written in almost a month. My thing is broken. I can’t set the location anymore. Is this an excuse? Why even bring it up? Cause I’m a cheater. Within like, a day I’ll have that space filled in. Like it was never there. So enjoy the emptiness while you can. I’ll think of something to write. You just wait and see.
I’ve got a new place, as of yesterday. Nothing too big, nothing too impressive. But I now have… my own private room. This opens up the possibility for a lot of things. Things like collecting milk crates to store stuff in. Or collecting things I’ve found interesting (thank you, Keaggy.com). Or sleeping in the same bed ever night. Shopping for groceries. Having reliable internet (EDIT: well, semi-reliable). Yes, there are a lot of things nice about not living in a hostel. For one thing I know my roommates names. Mostly. I can stop with this all over the map nonsense. And of course, I can… have… visitors?
Nah, probably not. But it is a comforting thought that I do have somewhere safe, and same, to return to every night.
