Pass the Prilosec.
While Twenty Twelve proved to be one of the more difficult seasons of life, 2013 has been even harder. I suppose that's why I felt the need to sequester myself as I was tiring of my musty, unoriginal compositions.
That acknowledged, my failure has been the act of taking up residence in the muck & mire.
Trying to correct this inadequacy.
High time I focus on the bridge leading me home, rather than the somber woods. Hence today's pic.
Thank you for reading.
-cK
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