Ash Thoreau

This life is crazy and the ups and downs are difficult to take.

Yesterday, we got back in town early. Everything was good until we started to decompress. My husband and I ended up in an argument. It was no surprise given we were coming down from vacation cloud 9.

Ultimately we worked through our issues, but not until after I deleted my social media applications. I don’t really care about any of them besides my Instagram. I love posting photos there even though no one looks at them. Maybe I’ll just stick to posting them here. But that’s neither here nor there.

Now, the husband is at work with reports that his company may be selling. Which is always stressful because he has worked his way up to a higher position. A position a new owner may want to fill with their own person.

He’s survived the company selling before, along with several management changes, but it only takes one person to decide they don’t like him. We cannot afford for him to lose his job. We can barely afford where we’re at as it is.

So yeah. I’m stressed and depressed. More so than normal. I want to do something good in this world and was hoping to find myself in the process. It always feels like I’m just trying to survive though. I’m feeling rather defeated. All I can do is doggy paddle. Keep my head above the water.

Anyways, the photo is what I would have posted on Instagram this morning. It feels fitting. It is of Oak Ridge Cemetery, Southbridge, MA, shot with Polaroid 600 film on a Polaroid Impulse Auto Focus. Enjoy.