Steady Sloth.

I haven't felt inspired to write lately. Usually it's some sort of inspiration that gets me going. But, nope, not lately. It's been the same with photography. I've sort of been burned out with it all. I stopped doing my 365 project... for the sake of having quality photos over quantity. Although, the 365 was a nice way to remember each day. Oh well.

I have been upset all day. I think I've been getting upset easily. I still feel like my anger is legitimate but I'm tired of thinking about it.

I'm ready for God to pull me back up again and give me a little nudge. A little pep talk would be nice right about now. Or a little feeling. You know the kind I'm talking about, that shaky leg-tingly fingers feeling. I can't blame God. It's pretty much been my fault. I've been numb... stuck... and numb... and without feeling like there's anything to move toward. That sounds depressing, right? Um, no, it's not. Maybe I'm just goal-oriented or something. I like having things to work on and I haven't figured out (of the many things) just what I should be working on. Maybe it's that I'm hesitant. Pretty soon I'm going to be a nice little statue of salt.



On another note, two out of three of the closet girls in my life are engaged... and it all happened in the same weekend. I'm happy for them. I'll be getting a long awaited brother-in-law and a best friend with a husband in whom she is madly in love with. It's an interesting thing... all this marriage stuff. It's been the topic of, probably, far too many conversations I've had within the last two weeks. I do want to get married... but I don't want to rush. I want to enjoy every moment of dating before I tie the knot. I make that sound like a dreadful thing, don't I? I just don't want to get too caught up in the whirlwind of wedding planning and engagement parties. I think there is a very fine line between being overly-anxious and very excited for the brides-to-be. I don't want to cross it. Okay, is it that obvious? I'm a little freaked out. Just a little. I mean, getting married is one of the biggest decisions ever, right? Hmmm... my two best friends and I always said that I would be the last to get married. I've been the last in everything... to have a boyfriend, to be kissed, and probably to be married. I'm perfectly okay with that. I'm the youngest out of the three of us (not that it matters too much). But anyways, I'm content with dating Matt and I love him to pieces and I'm sure he feels the same... and that's what matters.
:)
Below (in order) Bride #1
Bride #2
Bride #2 (middle) with future brides #3 and #4...