self portrait. los angeles, california. october 2013.
the uncertainty of things. the paleness of my life and the quietness of my voice. i can roar, i can project colours like a prism and make all that is around me glow. can i? sometimes my life feels tired, but with restless feet. am i really twenty three? i feel dusty and dull. always ill. i will pull myself up and shine like the gold that surrounds me (even if only for the forests to see).