Looking Back Over My Shoulder

Verbage accompaniing this posting on my FB wall.

Opening the doors to who you are is sometimes....well usually if not always..... scary. It's even scarier when you struggle with yourself....and change takes energy and time and sometimes that seems to be unpresent (my own made up word). The analogue images below of the figure standing looking out the window and titled No Turning Back relate to this image. I can't help but have images that mean something in the open page of my story....for some stupid reason I long to be known......this is the image I struggle with that I turn away from.......my life coming down to this............so many useful things to rescue and recreate...........but no shed......I have filled Traceys...and she deserves a saint-ship....for her somehow living with my mess and my never getting to making it different. I try ...I really do...and also realise I am trying.

Oh dear... it's almost scary...
It's like you are talking about me :o