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.
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…