i want to be talented. good at something. dedicated. something that isnt fruitless. i dont really do anything.
therefore, i dont really see what all the stress is about. perhaps its really just a shell shock. i went to washington. beautiful city. saw same great things. met a few people. mostly realized i dont like the people in our generation that havnt been born and raised in maine. and also, before i went i used to think that everyone who was under 60 and mildly intelligent was a democrat. apparently this isnt true? who knew...?
i did meas today like it was my job, and im no where near done.
i wish i had an interesting picture or something. they are all of myself...and thats no fun. i have to go back to work. and continue to not be good and anything in particular...