Happy.


I get up, drive towards queens and park there.

I then take the 7 train towards the city where I work.

I sit or run while at work for 10 hours.

I stay an additional hour and a half.

Not sure why I do that.

I repeat this for five days.

“It’s a job” that’s what I tell myself.

I do my job well.

But.

I’ll tell you something.

The happiest I am is when I’m at home with Lera and Thor.

The happiest I am is when I travel to work and travel home.

In those time periods, I have my camera with me and capture what I find interesting.

We do what we must to survive.

And that scares me.

Because in doing so, we sacrifice a part of who we are.

That’s the struggle.

I guess I’ll just lay here for now.

Right now, I find these bottles…

Fascinating.

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