Stepping back from the world and into this frame. Funny how you can see so much of a room—the messy details, the familiar light—and yet still feel like the lens creates a separate, private space just for you. Holding the camera up felt like an instinct today. It’s not just about taking a picture of what’s in front of me, but trying to capture this exact moment of being here, right now, with all the silence and thoughts buzzing in my head. Another day for the books, literally and figuratively. I wonder what story this little reflection will tell me next time I look at it.
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