Twenty Seventeen

February 1, 2017

An exercise within a project, I’m on course to show one photo per day. This is the stuff that the daily grind is made of. Nothing glamorous; it’s simply meant to show what the day feels like, then collectively, the month.

Uneventful walks to the mailbox; the textures around me; worry about money; closing the storage unit. January was cold but secure; humdrum but peaceful; uneventful and contemplative. I’m happy to have my mind back, while cautiously filling it with healthy things.

In descending order, this is January.