Lost Both

Now that I live where I will always live, in Maine among people whom I will know for the rest of my life, I feel inhibited from critically writing what I think and feel, from even describing all that I experience. Maine has a very strong Vacation-Land-We-Are-The-Best ethos. I am afraid to disrupt it.

Is this simply my habitual forbearance toward others who are near and dear to me, or is it a regional stifling, or have I fallen mute to the new phenomenon of global control, to say nothing and do nothing? Time will tell.

Suffice it to say that today I gave up going to church in order to volunteer at a local animal shelter, but I cannot allow myself to continue down that path.

Gave Up One For The Other And Lost Both

still image and animation by Annmarie Throckmorton 2022