boredom and summer heat are a real mess.

it's too hot to do anything but i'm too restless to do nothing.
a strange combination or an unfortunate coincidence?
well, i'll just read books in the warmth and sleep and dream of winter in the mountains.

why do i have so many cameras but no time to use them.
no, i've got too many cameras and don't bare to use them.
i'm restless and do everything just in my head and even there things are confused and make my head fuzzy.
it's like even my hair is growing in curls because of my scattered mind.

i just have to do something to start anything.

taking pictures will make things better i think,
starting without thinking it over will work.