This winter one of my friends and mentors from the Marines killed himself. I was already in a dark spot at the time where I was drinking too much and being a hermit. I was going to quit drinking the day I found out but instead turned into a blubbering mess and drank a bottle of scotch. That was almost two months ago and I haven't crawled out of the bottle since.
Today is hopefully the day that I do. I'm headed back to the gym, because if I'm working out I'm usually not drinking, and I feel good about myself when I'm in shape so I'll be getting out more which compounds the feeling of well being. And hopefully with some of the money saved from not drinking I'll be able to start working on my tattoos again. So, I should be putting up more pictures soon if this works, now that spring is here I need to get out and start photographing life coming back to the landscape.
I hope all is well with you folks.