50/365 :: Friday 19 February 2021
this is my friend Robért. sometimes he's pretty scared. but he's pretty cute and makes intense eye contact.
51/365 :: Saturday 20 February 2021
I wanted a photo of the animal tracks in my backyard, not realizing that I also captured the firepit and plastic chairs that came with the house a year and a half ago but I have yet to do anything about (oops).
52/365 :: Sunday 21 February 2021
another Sunday sunrise.
53/365 :: Monday 22 February 2021
I do wonder what the librarians think about my selections.
54/365 :: Tuesday 23 February 2021
back on the road to see my fluffy friend.
55/365 :: Wednesday 24 February 2021
I love this lake. not that you can see it beneath that fog.
56/365 :: Thursday 25 February 2021
I couldn't add to my collection of Carley Baer-designed shirts (because the only color options were blue and orange and we all know I rarely wear anything that isn't black or grey), so I had to get this big mug.
43/365 :: Friday 12 February 2021
just a few things on my dining room table.
44/365 :: Saturday 13 February 2021
I couldn't not buy a shirt from Phenomenal. (and my Pipsticks arrived.)
45/365 :: Sunday 14 February 2021
Valentine's Day sunrise.
46/365 :: Monday 15 February 2021
new stickers from Pipsticks!! it's always a fun surprise around the middle of the month when they arrive.
47/365 :: Tuesday 16 February 2021
new print on the wall in my bedroom.
48/365 :: Wednesday 17 February 2021
blue skies again.
49/365 :: Thursday 18 February 2021
a few hours after my grandma died. I loved this big cloud. and an hour or two later there was a beautiful sunset on Lake Michigan.
36/365 :: Friday 5 February 2021
when your coworkers still aren't 100% sure how to spell your name, so they spell it in funny ways.
37/365 :: Saturday 6 February 2021
I've been ordering stamps online for a few years now to make sure that I get the fun ones that I want. I really love the lunar new year ones, and the current series is really pretty.
38/365 :: Sunday 7 February 2021
I had to leave my lipstick out the night before to remind me of the video I had to film the next day.
39/365 :: Monday 8 February 2021
sunshine and icicles.
40/365 :: Tuesday 9 February 2021
a little cold out there (for a couple weeks) on my half birthday.
41/365 :: Wednesday 10 February 2021
a little corner in my bedroom. I love this fake plant that my stepmom gave me, and that print has been hanging in each of my last four bedrooms. (it looked best on the brick walls when I lived downtown, but I do like the grey walls in this room.)
[ps - it's Functional Gray by Sherwin Williams but I call it Formidable Grey.]
42/365 :: Thursday 11 February 2021
it's been a while since I've taken a books photo here. I'm forever trying to knock books off my Goodreads to read list. I had a bit of a confusing time with Again Again because it would frequently shift to alternate worlds, so there would be several variations of a scenario that the characters went through.
29/365 :: Friday 29 January 2021
back at the lake, of course.
30/365 :: Saturday 30 January 2021
a surprise thank you note in the mail made my day.
31/365 :: Sunday 31 January 2021
32/365 :: Monday 1 February 2021
first sunrise of the month.
33/365 :: Tuesday 2 February 2021
34/365 :: Wednesday 3 February 2021
it's like my own personal hotel here.
as of today, I have been sober for five years. five years. so much has happened in those five years.
I have been (essentially) told that I’m not allowed to call myself “sober” because it wasn’t like I had a drinking problem. but that’s not how I see it. no, I wasn’t going out every night or even every week, but I was still going out and getting drunk with certain people because I thought it made me seem cool.
I was young and impressionable, and I thought that this was what I was supposed to be doing. but I wasn’t taking care of myself. it was so easy for me to quickly get drunk with maybe a drink or two because I wasn’t eating like I should have been. I would look back the next day and just didn’t like who I had been the night before. I would look ahead and see the way that my life was going to turn out if I kept this up. one of those cringey moments was when I cried on new year’s eve because the ice in my water melted. I laugh about it now, but I also feel sad for the 22-year-old I was.
so, no, I didn’t really have a big drinking problem, but I could have if I didn’t change my ways. yes, I still crave the whiskey sometimes, but I’m glad that it’s not in my life anymore.
I guess the moral of the story is that you can be proud of who you are and the decisions you make for yourself. just because I didn’t have to dig myself out of a hole doesn’t mean I can’t claim my journey.
here’s to five years clean, and the next five ahead.
a photographer with the desire to hide behind the camera a little less and let the light shine through.