Inner Child...

I had to take a break from trying to figure out all of this map business (see previous post). It's been an interesting weekend of actual real life socialising with an old chum. It felt weird to go back to being alone again so I got all reflective and started thinking about where this need to be isolated came from. Obviously this meant digging around in my childhood. While I was thinking about that I had to laugh at how goofy I was around the age of ten. Lanky as fuck, blonde hair, awful clothes. I was quite the catch! Not a lot has changed except that my hair went brown and I grew a beard. I always enjoy self portraits and this was no exception, despite the awkward, anxious expression that I'm rocking in the picture.