Me, Myself & I

I’ve come to acknowledge a rather curious trait of mine.

When I am wrapped up in my own world, shooting or molding my projects away from prying eyes, I’m as happy as a lamb. 

Yet when I venture into the open in search of new dreams or collaborators I find my emotions growing unsteady.

I begin to lose focus on what matters as my expectations crash against an otherwise indifferent world. Growing blue and weary as I grieve for a dream now lost at sea.

While I still loathe myself for wearing my heart on my sleeve at the best of times, I’ve come to accept the rollercoaster that I am. 

Without it I wouldn’t be me. 

Xo