I get a little closer, a little better, a little more focused
...but how long do I have to wait to reap this patient reward? Do I even have the stanima to continue to pour my heart out in photography? the only place I’m noticed at is at my quaint little table in my photography class at school.
I’m great most of the time, but its just these fits I have of it. I’ll be sad for an hour, a day, a week….all because of something I have no control over. Maybe I’m afraid to not be in control of every situation and when it doesn’t turn out the exact was I wanted it to, I become disapointed for redundant reasons.