crossroads, i guess i'm at 'em.
i'm not the same as i used to be
i can be introspective, i guess. a little lonely though.
this reserved nature i feel i'm exuding more than usual kind of makes me a little anxious.
or maybe something is finally brewing inside.
who knows.
this time i take a camera.
a tripod.
a note book.
a pen.
i have a list of locales, a pair of shoes i love to walk in and music i can drown to.
i want my life to be a black and white film from the 50s.
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