what is time? where does it go? and why must it continually contradict my wishes?
so much has transpired in the past few weeks, and so little of this time has been spent exploring the macro world i love.
the moments that mac and i have spent together lately have pushed me to explore scenes and subject matter outside of my comfort zone.
i am learning (still) that being outside of my comfort zone is one of the most freeing experiences, yet there is always such resistance to the unknown – such a very aged problem.
the results when we finally do dare ourselves are often so rich with material that it alters our reality. and that is not something that is such a terrible thing.