Why is uploading photos so hard?

I think blogger has been having problems the last few days. I have been trying to upload a few images from the new catalog to no avail. Today - semi-success. This one finally got loaded - but it appears to be a reverse image. It looks cool anyway, so whatever.

A moving poem quoted on DailyKos really got to me today. I can relate to the process. I don't know the author at all, just the name, as listed with the quote:

A New Life
There was a man whose life was meaningless
Filled with self-hate and bitterness.
He was an empty husk of a human being because he denied his core existence.
As the days slowly passed by
He wondered what life was meant to be.
As the years slowly accumulated
He wondered what love was.
Inside the dim recesses of his mind
Was a glimmer of another life.
Crouched in the corner of his brain
Afraid of the light of day.
The man came to a place and time
Where there was no point to his life.
He gave up trying
To find the path to happiness.
But as his life crumpled into non-being
The sliver of consciousness in his brain
Asked if it could have a try
At finding love and acceptance.
The man gave up his body
To the new being who fearfully
Peeked out from the prison
That was the man's fear of living.
She was a timid being
Having known no other emotion
Save an all-consuming fear
Of being discovered.
Now she had nowhere to hide
And was forced to learn how to survive.
As she came forward to greet the sun
Society drew back in horror.
She tried to show
That she was better now,
At last a whole person.
But Society was filled with fear.
She changed the man's body
Into something she thought
Society would accept.
But Society would not forget the past.
So she was cast out from the nest
Alone in the wilderness
Of loneliness and desolation of the soul.
And she could not understand.
How could Society be so fearful
That it preferred the desolate
Former inhabitant of that body
To the loving being she had become?
--Robyn Elaine Serven--July, 1993