Winding, Crooked Trails

Shared Expressions and Musings with a Connection to the Origin of Things and a Surly Hatred of Progress and Development along with a Churlish Resistance to all Popular Improvements (except for HDTV and Dolby 5:1 surround sound and maybe Books on CD) (thanks Ed)

Thursday, October 28, 2004

My eye just naturally finds luscious sweeping curves. That can be both a blessing and a curse. I'm easily distracted unless I'm really, really focused. Focus is just concentrating on one beautiful thing at a time. I just hate the thought of missing anything beautiful and I've only got so many vacation days left in life so sometimes I feel like I have to hurry. Hurry up and focus.