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Last night was the memorial service for my aunt. It should have been an uneventful evening, but of course my brain chemistry decided otherwise, and I had an acid flashback in church. Jesus danced for me! It makes me wonder how people decide whether they are crazy or are being visited by some heavenly power. Tricky stuff, this religion.
I developed some more pictures yesterday, mostly from another walk with my sister. It's strange to me that I'm spending time with one of my siblings since we are never close. She thought I was weird for taking pictures of bugs, but i think that they are beautiful! I want to start a line of jewelry made entirely like insects, especially ones with wings. They're so delicate and at the same time so resilient. Not to mention most of them are ridiculously fast.
Some, however, are absolutely horrible. The gypsy moths are out of control this year; you can't walk five feet without running into one of their mass cocoons. There are dozens of them in each little silk sleeping bag, and they kill the trees. I still think that I might like moths better than butterflies though.
It's raining hard today, which makes me miss having a boyfriend to lay next to in bed all day. I also miss being able to smoke inside, but that's just a minor problem. It would be an even more minor problem if I would just quit smoking, though. Hard stuff, quitting smoking.
I developed some more pictures yesterday, mostly from another walk with my sister. It's strange to me that I'm spending time with one of my siblings since we are never close. She thought I was weird for taking pictures of bugs, but i think that they are beautiful! I want to start a line of jewelry made entirely like insects, especially ones with wings. They're so delicate and at the same time so resilient. Not to mention most of them are ridiculously fast.
Some, however, are absolutely horrible. The gypsy moths are out of control this year; you can't walk five feet without running into one of their mass cocoons. There are dozens of them in each little silk sleeping bag, and they kill the trees. I still think that I might like moths better than butterflies though.
It's raining hard today, which makes me miss having a boyfriend to lay next to in bed all day. I also miss being able to smoke inside, but that's just a minor problem. It would be an even more minor problem if I would just quit smoking, though. Hard stuff, quitting smoking.