The Bf was away, I had been behind the computer all day and doing fine. Then I had a moment where it was TIME TO GO outside.
There are times where one has to move, has to get fresh air, has to stop looking at the computer screen. Then I was all teary and on the phone to the BF :( come home, (not going to happen!) I missssss you. Sad.
It’s a concious thing, the way your mind works. I said to myself, how can you be sad when all the world surrounds you with love? The fresh, clean air (quiet cyncial voice-it felt clean!), the bright blue sky and the birds chasing each other through the trees. It’s such a beautiful place and time to be alive. So I crossed the line, from sad to happy and got over it. Sounds a little corny, I suppose, but I felt better and that’s what matters.
I sat down with my camera, occasionally picking it up to try snapping a bird, or cloud (but I think I’ve stuffed the light metre-it now doesn’t like bright light.) I looked over in the direction of my building-the beautiful moon was rising in the east. I would never have seen it if I’d stayed inside.
Feeling lucky, I got lots of photos of the moon in the streets (that means, the moon AND the streets-you know!) this is my favourite shot. No moon to be seen though!