Getting out of bed to take these photos was an emotional tug of war. To convince myself to go outside, take my camera, and find something in what feels like nothing but cold grey days… it takes work. And caffeine. I take mine as a flat white with oat milk and a croissant. Carbs and coffee.
Lately I have been so busy I forget to play tourist, to continue to fall in love with my neighborhood, and embrace this city. Although I am grateful to be busy, it is a glorious accomplishment to find meaning in a place so foreign to your understanding.
This post is inspired by the images I captured on Wednesday February 1, 2017. It was a casual morning only interrupted by slippery sheets of ice and a drowsy desire for more coffee to sustain the adventure.
I am proud of this little collection acquired from that day, and inspired by this cathartic weekly engagement. Holding myself accountable this past month has been a remarkable experience that can only be understood until you do a project like this yourself.
xx- nasty trash