I have measured out my life with coffee spoons

21 November 1977
This journal is, most recently "friends only". If you want to add me and have me add you back, just speak up.
There are also years and years of stuff I'm too lazy to lock.

I am
Freckled. Photographer. Friend.
Confused, but hopeful.

Seal then this bill of my divorce to all,
On whom those fainter beams of love did fall;
Marry those loves, which in youth scattered be
On fame, wit, hopes (false mistresses) to thee.
Churches are best for prayer, that have least light;
To see God only, I go out of sight:
And to 'scape stormy days I choose
An everlasting night

~John Donne A Hymn to Christ, at the Author's Last Going into Germany