What I really look like in These titles mean nothing.

This picture is maybe a minute and a half old.

It’s not flattering but it’s real. I took a series before this one, trying to make myself look good. I failed. I gave up and went back to my jigsaw puzzle. As I sat looking at the scattered bits of sky and water and whatever else, I thought - wait, this is what I look like. It doesn’t matter if I look good or bad. What matters is reality. So I went back to the computer’s camera and took the pic above.

It’s what I really look like.

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Funny what a gift life is. I have this minute, this hour, this day. I have what I have. I have the capability of being who and what I am. It’s not good or bad. It simply is.