sigh in the wind

something

shorelines

anew

Friends. New friends. Feels good. Feels beautiful. 

To Becca, everything is a mirror 

Morgan snapped this completely necessary moment  

Because Becca insisted 

Love my city most when it's foggy

venture

 Today I went out and photographed nonsense on my own, trying to see things from a new perspective.

evening

Bryana and I had planned on shooting on this night, and it had me really excited to experiment with night lighting. Unfortunately we chose the one day it was negative something degrees outside, so we lasted all of three whole minutes. This is what I got.

remains

 I feel like a bit of carnage. Human wreckage. Chewed up and spit out by a whirlwind of time gone too fast, too slow. My organs are rotting and all I feel is a drunk-like tired state. Heavy sleep just behind my eyes, but nothing is connecting the way it should, and I’m left awake when my body is begging to drift off. I’m dead weight. I’m everywhere.