i have made some good progress with my story/novel that i started roughly a week and a half ago. things are really starting to turn to flesh, a new sense of reality that i quite enjoy recording in black and white.
life itself has been really good...i feel closer to God than ever and all seems well on the work front.
perhaps i am too hard on myself at times. i probably read into a lot of things people say...i'm to the point now that i really don't mind what others say. talk is cheap. words are eternal.