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There has been a slow, creeping feeling in my gut that has me a little out of sorts. I could not put a finger on it until late today. April is a tricky month for me. Two major losses occurred in this month. One was 28 years ago, and the other will be three years. It is amazing how the brain tries to protect you as long as possible, but the heart screams out the names eventually. Now that I recognize it, I know what to do for myself.
This morning I became an official blogger for Exile. It was a nice surprise. Thanks to Exile for reaching out to a Flickr nobody, and giving me a shot. Funny thing is that I was second guessing my own abilities with SL photography. I have only applied to blog twice, and two times I was rejected. Rejection is really ok. I understand that what I do is not for everyone. I just wish creators gave feedback as to what it is they don't care for in technique. It allows for a choice to change, or not. However, I am a realist. There are thousands of bloggers most likely going after the same handful of stores. No one has time to respond to all I suppose. At the end of the day, I'd rather creators were creating, and not writing notecards to saps like me with hurt feelings.
In an effort to make healthier choices, I am currently drinking a mix of kale, cucumber, and apples. It is kinda good, and kinda gross. I think the dirt aftertaste is the issue. I would rather have a beer.
Pants: ::GB:: Stripe Sweat Pants
Sim Location: Gates of Melancholy