I'm going to a get together tonight with some church friends that went to Boston with me about a month ago.

We're supposed to bring the photos that we took and share them with each other.

I just realized that I so totally suck when it comes to taking pictures. Oh, I did OK with the exposure and all, but I came back with only one picture of the 'thing' I care most about in this world -- people, and came back with a butt-load of pictures of the 'thing' I care least about in this world -- pictures of gravesites (even if they were famous ones like Emerson, Thoreau and Hawthorne).

What would Freud say?