The lull of Salish swaying below me.
January 14th, 2014, 9pm
It was 8.3°C with few clouds. The breeze was light.
A child crying. Sound waves that bounce off the white and sea-foam green walls. The casino chime from a game app. I’m nestled among my gear staring at my own exhausted reflection, a great gray abyss before me. I feel accomplished and motivated and so very tired. I close my eyes and enjoy this uneventful and quite ordinary moment.
I'm a wild, weird, introverted bird constantly in search of flow. Photographer, writer, art model, bear hugger (quite literally), reader, mother, spouse, hider, and seeker. Jen Lee Light Design www.jenlee.co
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