Halloween, 31 October:
I’ve never seen a dark Halloween evening before. The streetlamps were orange like the glow from dozens of jack-o-lanterns in windows, on fence posts, garden paths and leading up the stairs to front doors. In windows hung silhouettes of skeletons, Death, wolves and ghouls. Children in costumes trailing adults in winter jackets laughed and pointed out Halloween-friendly houses to each other.
It was the jack-o-lanterns that drew me in. I have never seen such intricately and imaginatively carved vegetables before – and the light from within them: it seemed like a warm night despite the cold.
I carved a pumpkin that night with Maribeth:
Prague, 8-9 November:
I didn’t take many photos as I knew everyone else was taking a lot, and somewhere back home I have a CD of photos labelled “Paris, 2006″ with a bunch of pictures from last time I was there. This time was definitely more enjoyable though and my mood was the best it’s been in months. to
…everything fell apart. I’m considering a trip home.
I think, in order to survive, I need a goal. Something to work towards. And I need help. I’ve always been very independent and asking for help is not something I’m used to. I don’t know what to do any more. This winter, I think, will be too hard for me. I don’t feel like I’m capable of doing any good any more. People are helping me and I have to suck it up. Life is hard, get over it.