Sunday, April 12, 2020

Some days I feel the weight of my thoughts more than others. Things bother me more. Today was like that. I feel alone sometimes, and I can feel that way surrounded by people just the same as when I’m by myself. It's a weird feeling, like at that specific moment in time, if I left it would go unnoticed. So I do. The act of documenting takes my mind off of it and I have something to focus my energy on.

Last summer I used to walk by this creek at night and sit on the path under the stars and I remember how it would feel. I felt happy. Complete. Certain about my future. I want to find that again.

Moving water is a great metaphor for life. It will move on whether you’re ready or not, but it’s best to move along with it.