Finished another volume of my journal. Wrote 2000 words and I suddenly hated my writing style and haven't been able to write since. Did write an okay poem trying to describe what it was like to feel I didn't have the words I needed to express myself. (I'll put it on here when I have more time) and maybe looking at that I'll be okay with what words I have, what style I have. I hope someone eventually thinks what I write is worth reading.

In other news: I haven't been taking pictures lately. I don't even have my memory card in my camera. It snowed last night and I don't have winter tires on and I have to drive to work this morning in the pitch dark as who knows when the sun rises these days (winter and its evil long nights only daylight from 8 in the morning until like 4 in the afternoon. Kind of depressing. At least I don't live all the way up North where they have darkness all day for almost half the year...).