I found this photo of myself circa ~1994 and loved my energy in it. It’s a tight crop from a larger photo that included my parents. Not sure if this was genuine or a bit of a pose (I can be a ham) but the ennui captures more of my internal energy as an adult than I felt as a kid. Because while I’m a pretty hopeful, positive person, this photo is also how the world - and the experience of being a person in it - can make me feel at least once a day.
i’ve heard that in europe everything is close together and the countries are so small, so it doesn’t take long to get anywhere. but in the US you can go hours and hours of driving with nothing but desolate roads and the occasional podunk town. some of the best things are in those empty long miles
i mean literally look at my hair. i have a whole halo of fly-aways on my head. also my neck muscle is literally PROTRUDING out. anyways i took this this morning when i was fishing at like 6 am beautiful sunrise you can’t really see in the back lol i just think its silly
