Minolta at Midnight
I'm in the midst of thesis-writing. At this moment in time, I'm just taking a brief recess, and I have decided to capture the way life is in my little world in real time:
On my desk (the equipment that sustains me in the present)
Below my desk (the lifeforms that keep me in touch with...well...life)
On my wall (the faces that keep me focused on The Kingdom)
*This picture was retaken several hours later*
On my left (the literature that keeps me in touch with my thoughts)
My bedroom, my workstation, my library...all in one place...my little world from whence come all my reflections pertaining to God and life. How does my room take a bed, one wonders. I simply do without one.
My world is simple, really; but I will gladly share all I have with the less sophisticated who do not require much (which I do not have anyway).
Nope, I've never been a very neat person...you can tell from my thoughts. I'd like to think that my little world is an incarnational typification of life in the real world...no?
Work beckons.
