As the year closes in there are five million, two hundred and thirty five thoughts racing through this overwhelmed brain of mine. One of them being how little I have posted in the last few months.

You see, I didn’t know where I was. I didn’t know where I was going. I was just going, with my eyes wide shut. Trusting in faith, red bull, + the almighty Tito’s. After a few months of clarity + little sleep. I am finally feeling like me. Like I am right where I need to be. Which turns into catching up on every level. Work, friends, family, health. All of it.

I felt as if I was losing my touch. I began comparing myself to other amazing photographers in the industry. I began thinking I did fill my plate way to full. I began believing what all the naysayers had been saying all along. I began thinking negatively. That’s where it started. Editing this wedding reminded me to step back and stop talking so negatively. Self talk is a ticking time bomb and I completely forgot about that in the midst of madness.

I am me. I am who I am. I LOVE what I do. ALL OF IT. I love being busy. I love chaos. I love love.

Give me 10 minutes of your time. I’ll give you all of me.

The end.

( For now.)