All of your belongings are going into a box.
I’d use your likeness as a placeholder for junk.
Maybe one day this folder will go into the trash.
But for now… out of sight, out of mind.
The great challenge now is keeping myself in check.
I am completely intoxicated by scents.
This has been a problem.
For something that I am so rarely moved by, I find it ironic that photography is the common denominator in my life.