Photography, History and Whatever Else Strikes my Fancy.
The world is cruel. Nothing matters. Certainly nothing I do matters. It doesn't matter what I feel. It doesn't matter what I say. I'll just get up tomorrow, wander through another day and wind up one more footstep along the path to dusty death. Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow...Oringinal post: http://mbarrick.livejournal.com/301991.html