a separate peace

As a baby, I would never go to sleep as long I thought someone was still awake.

I was afraid of missing the action. Afraid of being left out.

Depending on who you ask, that has never changed.

In my pursuit of becoming a story teller one of my greatest struggles has been with the ability to remove myself when necessary.

The concept of removing myself is foreign to my nature but I am learning.

The Old School Bagel Cafe story was a step.

I’ll get there one day.


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  1. Amanda Robalin

    the story was great, j. i know how you feel struggling with removing yourself from pieces, i get it! but your photography has you written all over it and maybe thats enough 🙂 beautifully shot!

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