I heave a big sigh as I lock up the office and head for the elevator. This is what’s going on in my head:
Can’t believe it’s 6:30 already. I still have so much more to do tonight. I’ll probably end up wasting my time watching another episode of The Newsroom instead of reading Gary Vaynerchuck’s new book which I really want to read but I know it will make me angry because dammit I should have written that book. But then again, I can’t even bring myself to blog more than a couple of times a month and, man, when was the last time I even took a picture? And if taking pictures is my way of seeing the world then have I been walking around blind for the past weeks? Months? Ummm… yes? But there’s nothing TO see. Everything has been gray, slushy, salty glop for as long as I can remember. I haven’t been anywhere, I haven’t taken a walk in ages, it’s no wonder I’m so uninspired —
Stop. Look up.
Wow, that’s just… not gray at all is it?
I can only imagine what I looked like, staring up at the sky, grinning like a fool.
All photos taken by me, with an iPhone.