I feel I have too much time to think now. With all these night shifts back to back I keep thinking of dad, thinking of the good and sad things the missing and lost chances. All of that is gone now forever. I feel I am sinking into a depression. Preparing the prints for the shows and seeing dad everyday in the printing, spotting, matting and framing ain't helping matters.
I need to get out and make new photos, distract myself from negative emotions. The trip thou is well over 2 months away yet. I count the days until I can throw myself into my photography but it all seems so far far away.
I need to get out and make new photos, distract myself from negative emotions. The trip thou is well over 2 months away yet. I count the days until I can throw myself into my photography but it all seems so far far away.
