It's been a long time since I've spiced up the blog with a naked lady, and it's been a long time since I've posted a picture of a trainwreck. So, here's both. The photo comes from a Russian site with several pretty pictures of pretty women. I can't read Russian, so I have no idea what the site is called or what they're selling. But, I like the pictures, and you might, too.
Remember when we were freer? Lately, I've been feeling a little confined and controlled and micromanaged and stressed and un-artistic. I've been thinking a lot about the future and where I'll be in five years and all the things that one thinks about when one is feeling cornered.
This has nothing to do with my recent engagement. In fact, that's the one thing that is pretty perfect. I happen to have found a wonderful woman who is a real partner: the rarest thing a person can find.
This has a little to do with my job, I guess, but it has mostly to do with me. In all of the rush, I've failed to acknowledge and embrace many of the things that make me happy. I forgot to "fuck the bull shit," our mantra when I was a poet. Maybe I'm still a poet. I still write. I just don't publish. what does that say?
One thing is for sure: I am confused. It's good to be confused, methinks, but it's also frustrating. These are confusing and frustrating times for many of us. Things will be better soon; I can feel it.