one day i’ll develop the 16 rolls of film lying around my car, hiding in my room, tucked in my backpack and purses…. eventually. 

most days… sleep doesn’t exist to me.
Amsterdam Airport Schiphol, Netherlands.crimson locks, blooms of gold..across the world.. we were so carefree then. 
the past looms over me. engulfs me. traps me in the thoughts of all the could-have-beens, should-have-done bullshit. 
i need to just embrace the now. 
and stop with feelings of uneasiness about the future.. i know this yet i don’t do anything about it.
“Laughter is timeless. Imagination has no age. And dreams are forever.” -Walt Disney
our fading childhood. 
and another day disappears. but i have yet to wake up.
friendships that last a lifetime..
secret places, hidden portals, quiet escapes… i miss this…the silence of the darkroom. the slow pace of the emulsion processthe image quietly peeking through.then repeat.as i search for perfection..more like until the photograph feels right. 
Hongdae, Seoul, South Korea.shining, shimmering, splendid….