Some things change a person. My world now, the one I currently wish to inhabit, has closed in a few degrees. An aperture akin to f/22, a tighter opening, a more focused vision on those things in my life that have greater meaning than the shallow, arbitrary, fleeting approval subject to the whims of, well, whatever and whoever is trending at the moment.

Doing, seeing, observing, walking, dancing, grooving, creating, laughing, reading, cooking, baking, savoring, contemplating.

Being.

These are the delights with which I wish to fill the hours of my days, not the eyestrain of a blinking, blinding computer screen.

Inspiration rather than exasperation. Exhilaration vs. mere existence. Living vs. dying.