day 82: light and dark
It gets dark early now and it feels like I hardly go out during daytime. I also catch myself taking pictures in passing, on the way home, on the way to tango, barely stopping to really consider the moment. I see, I shoot, I move on. Nevertheless I’m happy with the results. The pictures have the same feel for me as the days have, although I can’t quite describe how I really feel these days. Torn, confused between states of minds perhaps. I’m happy about the results of my degree – I got a distinction – and I’m also happy about going to tango regularly. At the same time I feel almost desperate, not sure what to do next, how to approach life and above all I feel like I’m not in control. It will pass. Like the moments where I hardly stop to even release the shutter.