I wanted to write about something besides writing, but alas: I don't know what else to write about. And even if I did, I could not please all my thoughts, as some would remain pent up in the cage that is my head, while others would feel slighted by their representation in my English. All this even while a few perhaps were largely done justice. I'm refraining myself from starting over or erasing extensively right now, in fact. I have little doubt that with time and practice these matters will improve, but in the interim, prepare yourselves for decidedly sub-par writing. how how how.
You can probably also expect some more of my photographs, but I'm not going to promise too much. I'd like to commit to x number of photos a week, for the sake of my lackluster photography skills, but making such commitments does not seem to be the best thing I can do. I'd be better off just taking more photos (rather than promising to do so).
Don't be that guy. (Or gal.)