In the second week of September, I went to Marrowstone Island.

I’m posting this picture more of a reminder to myself.  I’ve spent hours over the last year pouring over my pictures from Japan, of which I have hundreds (I mean, I carried my camera everywhere with me) and since I’ve come home, I’ve had almost no urge to take pictures of anything.  Not in Seattle, anyway.  I took my camera to Marrowstone because there was something there I wanted to bring back with me.  It’s strange that I haven’t been inspired to take any pictures of where I live, or what I’m looking at.

Just now, the leaves are turning.  They are turning more quickly than I ever remember them turning before.  I should try and get a couple of shots, mainly for myself.  It’s part of my long process of coming out of reverse culture shock, hehe.  

To the photographers out there, do you ever look outside and think: yup, just the street I live on, and not particularly an image I want to look at when I go through my photos later.  

I should start taking day trips on the weekends.  The price of gas is going down anyway, so I no longer have an excuse.

So…

I didn’t really think I’d ever have a second journal to my LJ, which for all effects and purposes is for me to read others and never to write in my own.  I don’t know why I’m looking for a more “private” feeling journal.  I mean, this is the internet, after all.  I remember, though, when I first got my LiveJournal four or five years ago, I used to write in it quite often, and writing in it was useful to me.  

I’ve been writing in paper journals, which has been good for me.  I never have been much of a journal sort of person, but that’s changed in the last couple of years, especially since I went to Japan.  I feel a little embarrassed, somehow, to post how I feel about my life and about Japan in my old journal, so I’m going to try it here.  Thus, here is my pretentious first post on wordpress.  May it serve me well.