Today is my birthday, so there is no finer time than the present to update this little journal. Over a year ago I wrote this wasn't a dead account and continuted to neglect this little space. Don't feel bad there has been a lot of things being ignored in the last few months. I haven't stopped taking pictures, but I feel like a total flake on my job as a writer. I just haven't been moved. Not moved, but motivated. I can't even call myself a fiction writer anymore. I can't even imagine writing stories. I know that they are in me, but they feel lost, at the bottom of my being. I have to scrap up in there and dig them out and set them free. I'm keeping it all in for now. I plan to start updating with haiku and photos, but I don't know when that'll be. My old computer is too slow to handle the pretty new layout of dA, but I want to continue updating. I want to be active. I just have to force myself.