Get Up.

All right, my friends.  Here’s how it is: I found myself down in the depths of despair for a while there, but I realised I didn’t like it much in that hole.  It was dark.  And dank.  And cold.  It made me sneeze a lot.  And I hate sneezing, so I decided to climb out.  I peeled myself out of the covers on my memory foam mattress, took one last longing look at the impression of my body that was quickly disappearing, and brushed my dadgum teeth.  Then I trimmed my fingernails.

And I learned this: things don’t seem as bad once you’ve brushed, flossed, and clipped your fingernails.  You could be getting evicted, but at least you can flip your landlord the bird with nice-looking fingers.  There’s always that.

Then, I battled my foes of the day—earwigs.  I hate those varmints.

Earwig_on_white_backgroundSurely you can’t blame me.  We all have our dragons to fight—mine are earwigs.  Image from here.

I reclaimed my yard waste from the dirty devils, and took a truckload of rubbish to the dump.  It’s such a liberating feeling, ridding oneself of one’s trash.  Don’t you agree?  I feel free.  That must be Martha Stewart’s secret to success—she doesn’t let her garbage hang around for weeks on end.  There’s not a speck of trash in sight at her place, I’m sure.  She’s probably never had to scream at earwigs to get out of her life and off her driveway, either.  Some people have all the luck.

After the earwigs and the dump, I chased a storm.  Not that it did any good—the chasing, I mean.  I tried to chase it out of town, but my efforts made no difference whatsoever.  It’s almost like I can’t control the elements or something. Curious.

Observe:

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Of all of the photos I took, this last one is my favourite.  I like several things about it:  First, the drama of the dark clouds rolling in.  They seem totally unstoppable.  Initially, a person looking at this photo may feel like something bad—something dreadful and inevitable—is on its way.  But upon further perusal, one might notice the more friendly-looking, white, fluffy clouds way off in the distance; even though they’re far away, they’re still crystal clear.  It’s obvious that there is hope for something better, and soon.  Better times are not completely out of reach. Finally, the eye drifts up through the dark clouds in the foreground, and rests on a tiny patch of bright blue sky.  The little patch—that minuscule glimmer of goodness—stands as a reminder that, though the dark storm clouds appear foreboding, they’re actually quite thin.  Paltry, even.

It signifies, at least to me, that this, too, shall pass.

And just like that, I am out of my pit.

About Camille

I'm Camille. I have a butt-chin. I live in Canada. I was born in Arizona. I like Diet Dr. Pepper. Hello. You can find me on Twitter @archiveslives, Facebook at facebook.com/archivesofourlives, instagram at ArchivesLives, and elsewhere.
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23 Responses to Get Up.

  1. chelsie says:

    My dear friend. Even though we are far apart and haven’t talked near as much as we should; we, somehow, tend to go through the same cycle of emotions…
    I love you and am glad you can see the fluffy clouds in the distance.

  2. mameelynn says:

    I miss seeing the sky like that! I loved how you can always see blue sky there! Here in Seattle area we get great summers but from about mid October till May it is rare to have any colour other than gray. Now that is the time that I have trouble prying myself from my memory foam mattress… good thing my boys are persistent when they want to get out of their cribs!

  3. malia says:

    These are beautiful. I love the clouds and I like the last one a lot as well. I think clouds are beautiful in photography because they sort of speak for themselves.

  4. Jenn says:

    And August is almost over!

  5. Alyssa says:

    Yay! I knew you’d come out of your cave! Those pictures rock.

  6. Katie says:

    I’m glad you’re coming out of your hole. The world has missed you. :)

  7. Camberley says:

    Wow Camille! Those photos are amazing. I wish I had half the talent.

  8. Bert says:

    I am glad you are out of your funk.

    Those pictures are awesome by the way. I love pictures of the sky.

  9. I love this post. Beautifully written.
    And gorgeous gorgeous photos. That last paragraph is a poem.

  10. Anonymous says:

    Glad to hear it. Continue on, my dear sister.

  11. Rachel says:

    I just need to say thank you for using the word rubbish. It’s on of my faves. Congrats on getting out of your pit!

  12. Granmama says:

    “And soon we’ll have this tale to tell—
    All is well, all is well.”

    Te amo

  13. niki says:

    such lovely photos AND words.

    glad to hear you made it through your storm.

  14. jami says:

    I hate bugs. I am still dealing with roaches. Kill me please…..
    So glad to hear of your success with photos, and getting out of bed! Sometimes getting moving is the hardest part of my day

  15. Rachel says:

    Everyone deserves a good wallow. Loved the pictures!

  16. Kimberly says:

    Love the post Camille! The pictures are fantastic too!

  17. RatalieNose says:

    This was deep.
    Loved it!
    And the pictures!!!
    The 1st 3rd 4th and second to last one are my favorites!!
    You are so talented!
    And congrats on getting out of your funk!!!!

  18. Christal says:

    I always miss so much on here when I’m gone for a bit we just got back from the lake so fun!!But love your pics you are good at everything aren’t you!! You are an awesome writer! see ya today!

  19. Carmen says:

    Oooh, camille, I love those photos. Um seriously, can you take some family photos for us in that area, the railroad and yellow flowers and everything. I would love it. What a talent you have. What do you say? You might have a better spot in mind too. Let me know if you are willing???

  20. Maureen says:

    I like the first picture. There is something magical about train tracks going off into the distance.

  21. ann marie says:

    Everyone is entitled to a “funk” now and then.. It’s ok as long as you can pull yourself out of it! Way to go!
    Those are some way cool photos! I like the ones with the road… they remind me of smallville. :)

  22. Molly says:

    I am terrified of insects, which is one of the things I love about renting. I just call my landlord and they have the pest control people come, and problem is solved. One day when we own a house, I am definitely going to make sure we get pest control because i am a big fat scaredy cat.

  23. Molly says:

    btw, I fixed the icon thing, the previous comment was testing it out! I’m so glad! :D now I will comment on your blog more, since I now have a beautiful icon to leave behind instead of the three eyeballed monster!

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