Cracks

I am sorry that my journal has taken a path from the happy and adventurous to a melancholic and depressed. Some days I would like to take photos but I don't want to write anything negative for you to read about my life and thoughts. Maybe I take a brake from photographing or then I just say nothing. Lets see how I end up doing.

It is hard when the depressed period in your life takes over, and you just have to live it. You know it will end at some point, but it is still hard. Your head is a cracked glass, and you have to be careful not to brake it even more. Being careful is always hard and exhausting.