Licorice, that sounds much better. I mean, not to eat, it's still disgusting, but spelling wise. Oh, wait, are Twizzlers supposed to be licorice? Because I do love me some Twizzlers. But be careful, licorice lovers! According to the BBC, you can OVERDOSE! (See Rachel's comment on last post.) Dangerous stuff.So anyway. Today I was at the post office, which I hate, I hate hate hate going to the post office, which is why I did the Click and Ship thing, and was then told by friendly usps.com that they would NOT pick the package up at my house, totally negating the whole clickanship POINT! but, whatever, so, I was at the post office. Which I hate. But I realized, while I was there, that I am actually really lucky, because, "my" post office (the one geographically closest to me, not the one I own,) is really pretty. It's the one inside Union Station, and it's just fancy, so I told myself to stop being a whiny little baby and enjoy it and take some pictures. Which, was supposed to be the point of this post. Hm. Brevity, soul of wit?Anyway. In college I took my camera everywhere, I was a student and I had an excuse, and so I have about a million pictures from back then, and I like that. But at some point after college it became embarrassing to carry around the camera all the time, and heavy, and I lost my nerve. I think one of the contributing factors is that if you have a small, easy camera, it is easier to do, but I have silly, bulky cameras, and so I feel not only like I look like a dork, but also that the expectations are that I might actually be taking "good" pictures. Which I'm not. Is this going anywhere? No, not really. But I'm going to try to take more pictures, even if it is only in the Costco parking lot.