As the holidays passed, stresses relieved themselves and the new year started out promising. I got an amazing (and ridiculously competitive) internship at a famous art gallery, I assembled a giant insurance claim for the damage sustained to my iMac while shipping it across the country, I started training for new positions at my job and got more hours, friendships with amazing artists in the area bloomed - things clicked into place and as a result, I did too. I dropped off several rolls of film at the camera store to be developed and I started saving my pennies for a new lens. I have several days off this week due to inauguration, and I'm planning on pounding the pavement and exploring the city through a lens. I feel a little more like myself and am accepting who I am at this stage in my life.
I am happy. I am choosing to be happy.
There is no courage without fear.
In the mean time, here are some images from a road trip I took this past summer in Pescadero. I won't lie and say that my aching homesickness for California has totally subsided. I miss taquerias on every corner, the endless sunny days, salty ocean breezes, Spanish rolling around on my tongue. Looking back doesn't hurt so much though, and that's a beautiful thing.