more of the camping excursion.

Realized what happened to me this Summer, or more to the point managed to get it together long enough to try and straighten some things out. Stress + unhappy + more stress = nervous breakdown. Shit really hit the fan this season. I'm broke as hell after dropping lots of money, the situation with the birthfamily has morphed into an intense and somewhat painful stressor, my birthgrandfather has cancer, I spiraled into intense depression for a few months, everything just hit at once. I lost track of myself in there and didn't recognize what the fuck happened to me. Couldn't snap out of the rut and slipped into too intense of a focus on the not-so-good. It's still tough as nails these days, but I'm doing something about it and getting it together. But man, why the fuck does life have to be so damn tough? It's been tough for too long, and that just bites.

Anyway. Those pictures are from the camping trip. You should have come, it was a good time.

I got this email today from my friends in Virginia:

come down to the woods where the livin' is easy. I will make you an apple pie. Stay as long as you'd like.

That's a hell of a nice invite.

I'll post things here once in a while when I feel like it. Later.