I used to sneak out the house. Climb trees and jump off rooftops. Wear shell toes and oversized jerseys. Ran track. Yes! Flame time, let’s get em. Can’t forget about cross country. Running in the rain. Ignoring the pain. I think I was insane.
Now I sneak into abandoned buildings. And sit on rooftops. Do whatever it takes to get the perfect shot. I feel more comfortable in just a beanie, jeans and a jacket. Still run just for the fun of it. But no more cross country. It’s travelling to different countries.
I capture memories to help me with progression. I am still learning me. But so far I’m loving this journey.