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I'm feeling more alone now than I have in a really long time. The old confusion and feeling of displacement are back, and that worries me, because apathy is usually following close behind. I can't afford to slow down now. It's amazing how little I've actually done since I've gotten back to Tampa, and how much I've done in the last month and a half. I just need to find a way to carry the momentum.
After seeing the pieces I've completed, I know that with practice, practice and more practice, I can get where I want to be with my photos; I just don't want to wait. I want the proof, the product in my hand now. If for no other reason than to prove to myself that I'm not groping around in the dark, that I'm not making a mistake. I am a horribly impatient person when it comes to my own personal progress through life.

I think I need to listen to some skinny puppy instead of emiliana torrini.





If I'm not really me, then who is?