I started this 365 project with the best of intentions. And then pregnancy laziness took over. And then I stopped taking photos altogether. My memory card for my camera has been sitting in my computer for over a week. The camera is sitting on its side with its batteries poking out.
I think I’ll try to start this up again in a week or so. Or maybe today. We’ll see. I need to commit to it because I want to document this year, the changes in me and my body and my life. For now, we’re on standby.
I’m scared out of my mind today, just bracing for the worst. It seems the best place to do this is in bed. I hate how I look here, but I hate how I feel too, so I suppose it works.
This is my hand, blurry as it may be. My hands have long been the part of my body I have no problems with. I have a friend who loves my hands, who has always thought I should be a hand model. I doubt that, but it’s nice to know people like my hands.
Day One: Reading blogs and wearing a tank top because it’s nearly eighty degrees in January.
