Unbelievable SorrowI don't know skippy well, but I still count him a friend. I've said goodbye too many times of late, and many have been there to help me. Any thoughts or prayers you can send his way can only help.

Seriously. I've been looking at the same things so long that I'm bored with most of them. And there's no excuse for that... there's so much stuff out there that's just plain amazing, that I've let my routines lull me out of my exploration. I don't read a lot of the sites I used to read all the time. I haven't done any coding in quite a while. I haven't seen a new phototgraph that made me just go "wow" in a long time. And it's my own damn fault. I just quit trying. Even with this site... I'm kind of bored with it.

Part of this may be depression. Yeah, I know. There are a lot of people out there who self-diagnose and self-medicate (or seek medication as opposed to solutions) and I don't want to join that bull-shit train. I just know that lately my attention span has shrunk to miniscule proportions. I don't get things done that I should. And I know I'm not getting them done. I tell myself over and over-- "Get off your ass and do something." But I. Just. Don't. Care.

Maybe it's because the most important project of my life is not, cannot be, will never be, complete.