in pieces
One of my favorite people in the world to photograph, he puts up with my camera well.
Body bags in the sky.
Sarah and I got lost in Milwaukee.
Maybe this year if I tell myself it’s okay to feel, I will be able to feel something good. No more letting the impulse of a year ago swell inside me and overtake any control I have. No longer will I allow myself to sit in my inner turmoil.
One moment I’ve waited so long for seems to have changed my outlook on so much more than I ever thought it could. For that, I do not regret a thing, and for that, I’m grateful.
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