As with the cycle of everything, I've become frustrated by the sameness of no-pictures, and want to spice it up with some pictures; having none I would like to make some more, but the inertia of not-making has such a steady deathgrip on me that I wonder, as always, if it will happen.

Simultaneously, I know it will happen because it always happens.

March 2011


November 2008


Date unknown

This photo is from the day I first took SSRI's for my anxiety disorder. Or maybe just in the same room where I took them. Or maybe just in a room part of which resembles the room where I have located the memory of taking them.

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