New year, new beginning, supposedly. And this new year is just a little different to the others, because for the first time in 16 years, I am not facing down another year of study.
I worked an average of forty hours a week through december, so have barely picked up my camera in months. Instead, I had the dubious joy of working as a santa photographer and a retail minion. But now the yuletide is over, I can get back to making plans, taking photos and having adventures. Or, ahem, sitting around in my pajamas watching movies all day.
'Our Beach House'
Bus stop, Parkdale
