I postponed my vacation. This project is out the door. The week is over.
The tight schedule at work was partially because I was going to be off Thursday and Friday, but since I agreed to postpone my vacation until the project is over, things are running more smoothly. I’d rather take vacation time without something stressful to return to.
I spent Friday nights into Saturday mornings driving aimlessly, and thinking. I could probably be doing something better with my time, but I find places I have never been.
I’m ready for a break; a real break. I’m constantly in motion.
I washed the car, showered up, and had dinner by the time I would have otherwise been getting home. Then, I stopped by an art show a friend was a part of, and got home with plenty of time to relax and still get to bed early.
For a short time, I’m back in Miami.
Suddenly I can see larger goals through day-to-day miasma.
I did Project 365 because I never finish what I start, and I wanted to prove to myself that I can commit to something and see it through to the end. And for the first time in my life, I really did commit to something, and I did see it through to the end. Today, I have finished three hundred and sixty five consecutive days of shooting photos, of writing my thoughts, and of uploading them.
On the day I began Project 365 one year ago, I found that my employer would be shutting its doors and that I had therefore lost my job. I began on that day a long and difficult year during which I wandered aimlessly for months like a ghost, falling deeper into a depression that was subtle but pervasive. I went through a period where I skimped on meals to save money, passed any social opportunities for lack of funds, and generally kept myself cooped up at home all day, or wandered about.
The year was difficult, for me and for the rest of the world. And it was also quite likely the most significant year in our generation, and certainly one of the more significant years in my life. As bad as the brunt of 2009 was, it was the end. And 2010, this is the beginning.
365/365
Fog transforms the world into an alien landscape. It makes you feel like you’re dreaming. Tonight, the night sky looked like it was on fire.
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