My shots from this years burn. (Taken with an old Canon T90 and b/w film.)
so. much. to do. savannah bound for a while.
Since I was 18, I’ve been living on my own. By that I mean, not under my parent’s roof. I’ve been out in the world. Last night, however, I had a realization for the first time that I am truly doing this on my own. I walked in my door at around 1:30. Both roommates asleep, I go to my room and have a sit-down. I sat and thought about everything for a while and it dawned on my that i have no one to answer to. I am responsible for me and I am making my own decisions. I am going through this planet choosing to do what I want to do. If I want to get home late at night and play video games or drink beer alone then guess what, I will! AND I CAN! Because I’m a grown ass man. Albeit, I’m moving back in with moms here in about three weeks just for a few months… but I’m still the adult I realized I was last night. I can stay out for the night if I want. Hell, If I wanted to, I could go camping for the next week. The world is my oyster. It may seem like something petty but it was kind of eye opening for me. It was so bizarre. I am at the helm of my own ship. watch the fuck out.
that last fucking picture