Turtle in a shell

These past two weeks, I've been resembling a turtle hidden inside its shell, thoughts, desires and feelings hidden within and unknown. You might think I may be suffering from depression. Yesterday, I thought it might be until I reviewed the past two weeks.

I've finally recovered from a serious bout with an upper respiratory infection that has hounded me since Thanksgiving. Pushing myself too hard when I should have been resting, I guess. It's nice to be able to wake up in the morning because it's time to be awake instead of gagging oneself awake from the lack of oxygen.

I finally replaced the car battery that has been slowly struggling to start my car during these past cold winter days. You should have seen the silly grin I had when the car started up on the first try. It's something the old horse hasn't done since mid-December.

I spent money! I bought myself a new lens and camera backpack that I had been saving for. I know, I have other priorities to tend to. The upside is that this lens will help me earn more money, and I hope use it with the expectation that it will pay itself back in work I wouldn't normally have gotten. The backpack is years ahead in ergonomics compared to my four year old camera pack. I spent eight hours walking with it on my back and only felt sore at the very end. The old pack would make me sore after an hour of wearing it.

So there it is, can't be depression at all. These past two weeks, my thoughts have not been on finding rest, but on planning. Planning for the future. Plans to be self-employed, owning my own business. I'm excited and a bit scared at the same time. I won't share them now, but I hope to visit a local SBA office to apply for funding next month. Yep, it's that serious.