Here We Go Around The Mulberry Bush... in Living in a World Without Faith
- May 7, 2014, 1:56 a.m.
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So, I guess it's time for another episode of "This Is Your Life!"
I hate moments of tranquility, yet I crave peace. Odd, is it not? I wan't peace and quiet in my home. But when I'm not doing something, my mind takes over in a sort of "auto-pilot" and I'm simply a passenger awaiting to exit the vehicle. Hence the reason I try to stay as busy as possible. There's no telling what kind of ride it'll be. Could be something fun and creative. Could be something frightening and twisted. Fear not. I don't kill kittens while masturbating to Engelbert Humperdinck songs, later wearing their skin as loincloths. Or some shit like that. It's just that my mind will rush back to the most traumatic or heart-wrenching moments I've experienced. It's no joke! This shit has ended relationships. Which in turn, becomes another memory for my brain to stack onto the bonfire and watch as my sanity goes up in flames. A good friend of mine is a therapist out of Richmond and she thinks it's a form of PTSD. I'd like to know what caused that shit.
Oh well, on to the rant...
I've spent the last week pulling my hair out trying to finish these damn photos I had taken for the Helena A&P department to promote our Wild Hog Music Festival and Bike Rally. This shit has drove me damn near batshit crazy! Don't get me wrong, I had a great time out there. It was an amazing experience and would do it again in a heartbeat. I met some great folks and had some semi-quality time(When I wasn't running around the stage) with the misses. She's always been as helpful as possible when it comes to events like these. When I start to change lenses, she's got the other one ready before I can ask for it. She's even got a little bit of practice in with my Canon. Anywho, I digress....
The insanity is due to the fact that I really don't have a "workspace" that I can lock on to my work the way I should. I deal with endless distractions and family's "Since you're not busy, you can placetaskhere for me." Being the family oriented asshole I am, I get up and do said task for the little old ladies. But inside? I'm yelling "CRISPY CRIPPLED CHRIST ON A CHROME CRUTCH!! DO YOU NOT SEE THAT i'M PUMPING OUT PHOTOS FOR THESE PEOPLE???!?!?!" Ahhh, the art of restraint and a bottle full of Prilosec. Thank Dog I have recently acquired an eighty pound punching bag, the shop wall really needs a break.
So what does 2 exciting and exhausting days, several gallons of water, a messenger pouch full of granola bars(I'll be paying for that later), 3 wristbands, a blown out knee, a pissed off back, a bruised kidney, and over a thousand photos get you?
Something like this!
As for the bruised kidney....
I asked to ride with the bike parade to get some shots. The plan was simple. The misses drives while I stand up through the sunroof and take shots. I didn't take the fact that she was TERRIFIED to drive in the parade. She jammed the brake one more than one occasion and slammed my lower back into the sunroof's visor. Take note that this image was taken a WEEK after the event. Enjoy...
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forever.thisbe ⋅ May 07, 2014
lol If someone steals your bruise picture they have major issues lol That looks...painful.
I still have major anxiety problems and get panic attacks also, but now I just try and deal with them without any medications. I have my good days and my bad days,
Hugs. I know how you feel though. I hope you are able to find some peace soon. I'm always able to talk if so ever need a friend. Even if you don't know me. I don't bite.