a picture without meaning can be worth a thousand words, sure.
some pictures, no, they don't end there.
there is more meaning in this, to me, than you can know.
the boat actually didn't sell. some people did check it out, but it was too personalized (or as some would call, "ghetto rigged"), and i was not there to show the men how to rig it. they were confused, and they did not buy it.
so. how was my day?
fine
how is my life?
fine
how am i?
fine
at present, i am tired. tired, not the sleepy kind, but tired. the kind where you say i'm sick and tired of this, all of this.
i am anxious.
but, yeah. i won't write, right now.
you will find no reason here. but i'd enjoy a conversation.
well,
bye