I'm feeling very flat these days.
As if something integral in me has been shoved deep down for the last year or so.
It took a blog, a facebook page to open up my eyes and realize what, why. To make me sit back as think - there it is. A pointy, sharp finger probing that unhappy place.
This picture really says it all. I feel as if I'm a shadow of who I am, want to be.
I haven't pick my camera up, for ME, in over a year. Oh sure, I've been photographing for others, but not MYSELF. I've been letting others interfere with who I am. Work. People. Things.
It's time to remember me. Time to pick up my passion, remember why I love to photograph and get back me.
It will make me happier.
It will make ME happier.