We won't get very far flying circles in a jar

We won't get very far flying circles in a jar

It seems like whenever I want to blog, like I'm not really doing anything but there are words running through my head and they need to be blogged, I'm without a computer.  This week I went to New York City and I wanted to write about how much it doesn't make sense to me that people feel the need to take pictures of every famous and/or large painting they see, even if the painting holds no meaning for them.  I've been thinking about writing and personalities and what I'm doing with my life and the direction(s) I'm heading in.

New York City terrifies me and I don't think I could ever live there, but it's the city where Starry Night lives, and so I wish I could visit it every day.