the girl who made it on her own
week fifty one
another road. another end.
not in reach, but always in sight.
things are changing. one of my friends has already left, others are leaving soon. I am going to leave. things are changing. so very soon. but everything’s going to work out, isn’t it?
and changes aren’t always bad. I’m quite excited that my 100 days of summer and fifty two weeks projects will end next week. (they are both already over, but I wrote this text about two and a half weeks ago). if only some photos wouldn’t put so much pressure on me. if only I could stop putting that much pressure on myself.
[august 30 – september 5, 2010]
week fifty one
another road. another end.
not in reach, but always in sight.
things are changing. one of my friends has already left, others are leaving soon. I am going to leave. things are changing. so very soon. but everything’s going to work out, isn’t it?
and changes aren’t always bad. I’m quite excited that my 100 days of summer and fifty two weeks projects will end next week. (they are both already over, but I wrote this text about two and a half weeks ago). if only some photos wouldn’t put so much pressure on me. if only I could stop putting that much pressure on myself.
[august 30 – september 5, 2010]