There's a mounting, growing backlog of unprocessed photographs sitting around in my fast-filling harddisk, even as I stick to shooting 3 megapixels on my 6 megapixel camera; and there's still a miserable roll of Kodak Elitechrome 100 Extra Color sitting in my EOS66 with 5 exposures left.

And I still haven't found the time to process everything, every week, every weekend, a crazy blur of activity that leaves me panting and unable to catch my breath as each Sunday night catches up with me and throws me back into the confines of camp and regimented military life.

It's not so much the regimented military life part, really--it's just that my life is overflowing now--packed to the brim with truckload after truckload of mental, emotional, people, work, etc, etc, etc issues that I just haven't been able to clear fast enough.

Life's going at a crazy pace, this--there isn't even enough time to be happy over things to be happy, to be sad over things to be sad, to feel tired at everything I'm doing, to feel anything at all--I'm increasingly just at a loss for words these days, with hardly a minute when I can sit still and think without falling asleep.

My life is simply overflowing, just like my harddisk.

If only I had a very fast CD-writer-equivalent in my life to just back everything up and move them all out of my life.

If only.