Private property. Get out. No trespassing. This means you!!!!
I wrote about feeling a bit depressed the other day. I have the tendency to fence people off, especially when I feel this way, not allowing anyone in. Isolation disguised as solace becomes my handy medicine. It is a tried and true shortcoming of my personality, one I have struggled all my life. Not being a social person by nature under any circumstance, the tendency to pull away is a quick and easy response to my problems. It can get me into hordes of trouble, however, because I am left with is….well, ME, to sort out of my various troubling thoughts. ME is not necessarily the objective individual I need to steer me back on track. ME is ever-so-slightly biased.
This was one of the last photos I took on Saturday evening, the night I was feeling a little lost. I brought it home to process and, the more I worked with the photo, the more I came to believe it was the last photo I took for a reason. Ironic? Or…someone’s reminder to me that my shortcomings had temporarily overcome me. Life generally works out a little better when you let a few trusted souls in to help when needed.
I choose to think of it as a little photographic divine intervention.