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This was me playing with my camera.  I always love photography and never thought that I could be good at it.  Still don’t believe I can.  I’m not that talented or I don’t have the talent that come so naturally for some people.   All I I wanted was to impress someone and show that I could somehow come up with a good photo.   Inspired by the same person I was trying to impress, I ended up with this photo and a couple of others that didn’t came out all terrible, at least to my taste.

This was me playing with my camera.  I always love photography and never thought that I could be good at it.  Still don’t believe I can.  I’m not that talented or I don’t have the talent that come so naturally for some people.   All I I wanted was to impress someone and show that I could somehow come up with a good photo.   Inspired by the same person I was trying to impress, I ended up with this photo and a couple of others that didn’t came out all terrible, at least to my taste.

what can I say; I love food and sometimes I enjoy cooking it.  This is a bit funny in a way because it was one of those moments in the middle of the night where I couldn’t sleep and got up the bed from watching reruns episodes of Frasier; and I decided to cook; I wasn’t sure if was cooking for myself or a bunch of people; I just got inspired and starting chopping and putting this int he pan.  I ended up with a meal that lasted three days.  I guess it says more that I what I really wanted to say…

what can I say; I love food and sometimes I enjoy cooking it.  This is a bit funny in a way because it was one of those moments in the middle of the night where I couldn’t sleep and got up the bed from watching reruns episodes of Frasier; and I decided to cook; I wasn’t sure if was cooking for myself or a bunch of people; I just got inspired and starting chopping and putting this int he pan.  I ended up with a meal that lasted three days.  I guess it says more that I what I really wanted to say…

I’m not sure why I linked this photo to this page; I probably was too bore or tired to care… but it’s here and I don’t feel like deleting it.  

I’m not sure why I linked this photo to this page; I probably was too bore or tired to care… but it’s here and I don’t feel like deleting it.  

I like this photo very much.  It shows a lot of what I am or who I am.  A lonesome human being that tend to enjoy some alone time.  Deep down, it may be all an illusion… 
This what I call home.

I like this photo very much.  It shows a lot of what I am or who I am.  A lonesome human being that tend to enjoy some alone time.  Deep down, it may be all an illusion… 

This what I call home.

Another volunteering day; it seems that occupied my time helping others more than helping myself.  I’m not sure if that has always been my fault; I forget that I’m in it and give all.  Then when I get a little selfish, I’m seen as something of another world.   
This was pleasant day in Central Park; I bonded with some coworkers and enjoyed a morning of laughters and for a little while forgot that I was in the middle of concrete and hard life.

Another volunteering day; it seems that occupied my time helping others more than helping myself.  I’m not sure if that has always been my fault; I forget that I’m in it and give all.  Then when I get a little selfish, I’m seen as something of another world.   

This was pleasant day in Central Park; I bonded with some coworkers and enjoyed a morning of laughters and for a little while forgot that I was in the middle of concrete and hard life.

My recent posting has been photos that I have linked to my Instagram; it seems that I no longer have time to keep writing here; it just got so easy to express myself with photos that I forget the inspiration behind why I started this blog.  I have made a pledge to at least try a little harder.  So, here I am!
This photos was taken on a volunteering day in the Bronx, I spend half of my day planting threes with a bunch of people that somehow are related to what I do for  a living.  I love the darkness of me and the mist that represent some sort of secrets; enigmatic I guess.

My recent posting has been photos that I have linked to my Instagram; it seems that I no longer have time to keep writing here; it just got so easy to express myself with photos that I forget the inspiration behind why I started this blog.  I have made a pledge to at least try a little harder.  So, here I am!

This photos was taken on a volunteering day in the Bronx, I spend half of my day planting threes with a bunch of people that somehow are related to what I do for  a living.  I love the darkness of me and the mist that represent some sort of secrets; enigmatic I guess.

Spring…

Ah Spring approaches and the sweet smell of blossoming flowers is overpowered by the the smell horses shit on the streets of our beautiful central park south.   The noises rise higher and that only could be that the summer is near.  The slow motion street walkers are more visible and they refused to get the fuck out of the way and those local ones with no tolerance for their nonsenses and their  need of photos-taking of every fucking building on their path just get angrier. 

I, on the other hand, am looking forward for the upcoming seasons.  Not that I expect anything from them except for my own rediscovery.  This new journey that I tasked myself into. Trying to teach myself the idea of self, of being one, alone. Together with the season I should be able to open my mind to new horizons and ideas that for one or another reasons I reserved myself from before. I have an urge to see different aspects of my life and perhaps taking advantages of some new opportunities to grow. 

Loneliness, my new companion quietly settling in and adjusting itself.  The question is, will stay long or it’s just passing through.  I’m at ease since it’s a new friendship  and it just feel like that, new and inexperienced. However, I’m full of hopes and positive thoughts.  I somehow know there will be better times and more rewarding as well.  I can sense things changing already and it’s all good; I just need to wait, all will come…