So I'm going through this wonderful divorce process. Watching my ex date her significant other (just one of the men she cheated on me with) and I'm structuring my new life around writing and photography. But I've come to the realization that I'm so beyond ready for someone good to come into my life. I've been working on myself a lot over the past five months. To the point where I'm generally pretty damn happy. How can you not be when you live in paradise?
I've even gone on a couple dates... CRAZY! I know.
This morning as I struggle to find the creative juices to continue working on my book, I make my kids pancakes and recognize the little person sized hole in my life. The sun is shining, pancakes are flipping, and I can't help wonder if I'll be alone forever. Is the question really to photograph beautiful women and be eternally alone? Is it fair to ask a woman to stand beside me knowing what I love to photograph? And not only that but appreciate my work and love what I do almost as much as I do? Is that even a thing?
Oh! And I've started to actually enjoy coffee! (?WTH?)
