on that note, i seem to have found my groove with photography again. and this makes me very very happy. and for once, it's not something that at this point is a passion that's putting me in the hole.
i remembered stolen things a lot today. my wallet. my camera. the contents of the jeep being strewn all over the street. the lens i could never afford to replace. the diary i'd carefully written in pieces everywhere. somewhere someone has film of my friends. somewhere someone might have my identity. somewhere i think people are honest and can be trusted.
cheers to mental clarity. will power. writing. and getting to know myself again.
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