I took a wrong turn.

Somewhere along my way to the train station for another exciting day at work… I may have taken a wrong turn. It seems kind of strange, yet it all feels comforting. It feels familiar. It feels too familiar. Have I been here before?

Life.

Somewhere out there on Earth, there’s a spot that will tell me absolutely everything I need to know about this long insane game we call life. I though it was on 88th street and Roosevelt avenue, where I would walk to school hearing Salsa play on 82nd street and Bachata on northern blvd. Where the …

Tired.

I really wish I could walk around, take pictures and then write about it all the time. It’s fun, it releases stress, and it allows me to be free. Unfortunately I need to make money to pay rent, eat, and pay a bunch of other bills that I wonder why I have. Currently I work …

Magic.

Last night, the sky felt like a dream. And for a brief moment, both worlds collided. What was real and what wasn’t… That wouldn’t be a question that would be asked. It was simply a moment of peace.

Let go.

Close your eyes to the upcoming sunset. Think of all that’s stopped you from being free. Think of the fears that can’t seem to let you go. Think of the excuses that are first to stand up and have your back. Then, Think of the dreams that are being held hostage by the excuses that …

My old Friend

Another week begins. It was raining this morning and my attitude towards how this is all beginning is already going down the shithole. I try to be positive the majority of the time. I’ve been lucky in having a job and slowly being able to do the things I like to do. Even though I …

Empty Seat.

I was a passenger of life in a chapter of sadness that I used to live. It was a difficult time for me. It was nothing compared to the life issues of others, but for me it nearly destroyed me. After all, we all have our demons and mine were strong, so strong that even …

The Unseen.

“I can almost see it. Silence fills the air. No turmoil ran through the concrete we step on. No confusion of who we are… What we are here to do. I can almost see it. It’s blurry still but I know what it is. I feel it corsing through my blood. There is no doubt …

Missed ya.

You have no idea what it was like without you. To find the purest of compositions and capturing with technology that people scream is advance but the quality speaks for itself and it simply does not connect. It does not feel right, it does not feel complete. The click of the shutter, such a sound …