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In the summer of 2015, I decided to learn photography. I didn’t know about lighting or composition or exposure. I didn’t even know what kind of photos I wanted to take. I took random snapshots of bridges, of buildings, of random knick-knacks in my house. There was no learning, just me pressing the shutter button.
The past few weeks I’ve felt like an unproductive sack of shit. I stare at my to-do list and open reddit instead. I feel bad about it so I check my phone and scroll through Facebook. Now I feel worse. Rinse, repeat.
I’m home from work but can’t relax. My head is all over the place.