August 18, 2025
In April of this year I could not bring myself to step outside, days when the world felt heavy and colorless. I didn’t want to do anything—not even the things that once brought me joy. My camera sat untouched, collecting dust like a forgotten part of me.
A few months ago, I truly believed I’d never feel good again. I thought that spark was gone for good, that the best I could do was just exist.
But here I am.
Not only stepping outside, but chasing sunrises again. Not just taking photos, but feeling them. Laughing. Living. Picking up my camera with excitement instead of obligation. The light I thought I had lost is coming back, and with it, a sense of wonder I thought was gone forever.
I’m still on the journey, but today, I’m grateful—for the progress, for the beauty, and for the chance to see the world through my lens again.
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