Mind closed. Detour.

Closed. Under deconstruction. Under reconstruction. Links may change. It's how I find you. Don't count on a post. Maybe under bomb warning. I like the template, it may show up another time. I'm done. I went for years without a journal... I'm starting again. Subject to no debate. I'm also subject to whim. This is here as a reminder of my feelings today. I'm tired of a place that doesn't really meet my needs. Half-hearted. Mild resentment. Rather half nothing than have it done poorly. This place is flat, and without the emotion it should have. Mind closed. Detour. I'm going to find better things to do. I like the picture. Best thing I've done here in a long time. BOOM.