Holga, in the morning at the locks near the end of summer.
School has started again, it felt routine by the first day.
I am trying to be more social, I think it's working out okay.
But I've got bigger headphones now, and the average person still intimidates me.
So I go home to my guitar and I procrastinate on everything except for my music.
I take photographs when I can, but I'm trying to control myself because I've got 30 rolls of film to develop.