I take pictures every single day because I'm a firm believer in capturing moments. Someone once said, "You can never fully capture a moment with a photograph." And I agree. But the photograph's job isn't to capture the entire moment. No, it's supposed to capture a fragment of the moment-- but enough of it to tug upon your heartstrings and revive the feelings you were feeling that day. A picture speaks a thousand words without ever actually saying anything at all. One day I hope to be capable of doing the same.
I feel like I'm blogging to nobody these days. Where are you, friends? Have you gotten lost in cyberspace or have you just become invisible? It's okay to become invisible sometimes, I think. I'm good at it too. But I need some sign of life so that I know you haven't just keeled over on your keyboard. I want to make sure you're still living and breathing and smiling and reading. Are you still there? Is anyone there?
Sometimes I miss all those old yesterdays. The todays have gotten rather odd and the oddity makes me fear new tomorrows. But I just close my eyes and count to three and focus really really hard on keeping my breathing slow and steady. I can always hear my heart beating down in my chest when I take the time to stop and listen long enough to make sure it's still there.
And it is. But sometimes I wonder.
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