March was spent telling myself that none of this matters, and that all of this matters. Thinking of how small I am, but also, how big I am in this world.

Marching in Place

I couldn’t help but feel guilty, stagnant, pointless. Like I was marching in place.

Teenage Years

Photography is not only a hobby; it’s something I’m definitely passionate towards and want to improve and learn from.


A month of old friends, old photos and old songs. Thank you February. DOING A whole lot of nothing. February…


January was taking the long way home.


It feels like lately I haven’t been doing much, and have been pretty consistently inconsistent. Here’s what the past few…


As I rung in the new year, moments from the last month of the year stuck in my mind, like…