I started doing some night time rides. People drive like shit so I bought a helmet.
I am obsessed with zombies these days, not sure why. This is a shot from Season 1 Episode 1 of my new favorite show, The Walking Dead.
Godzilla Vs. King Kong was just ok to me, B-/C+.
The other day Kevin Durant, one of the best players in NBA today said, “It’s not about championships, it’s about developing my game.”
Of course everyone called BS on that because he famously left a losing team to go to a winning team.
After all that though, I feel him. I think he was being real.
I have an audio book app called Audible and Matthew McConaughey’s book “Greenlights” popped up in an ad. The first sentence in the description was a review quote along the lines of, “It was never about winning, it was about understanding.”
This is sort of the same sentiment. In the grand scheme of things, greater understanding leads to greater flow. And greater flow is related to greater purpose, which is far beyond a win or a loss.
Have you ever heard of the term “healing crisis”? It’s basically when you start to detox your body and then your body starts doing weird things. Since I got kinda chubby during quarantine, this year I started making smoothies and eating better. Normal sounding.
Jan was fine, Feb was fine. In March I started noticing awesome weight loss, but my body started reacting. One week it was zits. The next week it was muscle cramps. Then the following weeks it was either headaches or breathing problems or psycho pooping or insomnia, etc. And it continues.
It seems not normal but I know it is. I know it is all for the better. Reversing all this damage is not going to happen overnight. This thought helps me keep it moving forward.
I think all the craziness last year kicked off a deep detox process of the entire planet. We may not have initiated it, yet we still became the initiates. Mentally, physically, emotionally, spiritually, socially, culturally, galactically, etc. And it continues.
Hope all is well with you all. I haven’t written anything in a while but the vibe is coming back. More to come.
Not sure if anyone noticing, but I have been cropping 4×5. I started doing it because it is the IG vertical crop and I decided I like it alot so I started doing it on my horizontal pics too. I haven’t been sure why I like it so much.
Today I realized it is the same ratio as 8×10. When you’re in the darkroom, your main paper size is 8×10. And since I was in the darkroom for many years, this ratio/crop factor must be nostalgia. I’ll take it. And I’ll rep it.
Rush to appreciation.
Usually the messages I get are something along the lines of patience and slowing down and smelling the roses. Today it’s like, “Let’s get your nose right on top of these roses like right now immediately please. Let’s honor these roses like TODAY TODAY. NOW PLEASE.”
Hurry up to relax. Hurry up to enjoy yourself. Speed up to chill. Speed up to gratitude. Thank yourself asap.
Maybe it’s OCD. Maybe it’s from eating too much bread. I was reading about how, just like a leaky gut, you can also have a leaky brain. There is a membrane around your brain that can get holes in it. Anyways, not sure why I have to shoot this spot so hard when I come here.
That is Luis and his dog. We started bringing beach chairs and camping chairs. Jason comes like every other time. I have been psyched on purposely avoiding people lately, but it is nice to meet with these dudes outdoors once a week to socialize. In this photo, I am on my way back from peeing under the bridge away from eyeballs on the bridge, on the street, and on the bike path.
No one calls it lunch club but me. We each bring our own food and whatever.
We hang out for about an hour. These dudes then go back to work. I made this day my errand day so afterwards I go to the grocery store then do laundry. UPS is right by here, so I do that before lunch. I do USPS on a different day (Tuesday).
Today, I showed up a little early so I went to the thrift store right by there. I bought a book for $2 but before finishing the transaction the cashier asked if I was a senior, meaning that I could get the senior citizen discount. Wow. A little gray hair goes a long way. Too long.
This is the opposite look of the overpass I get those long photos from.