Chandler Day 29: Mistakes

DSC01178 (3)Tonight I thought about myself. I thought about my mistakes. I hate mistakes. I hate making them. Sometimes they’re just embarrassing, like when you mess up a part of a speech in class. Other times they hurt yourself, like when you burn yourself or bury your car in snow because you were driving too fast. I’ve never minded those much. The worst though, are when they hurt other people, especially when they hurt those you care about. Think about it. Some word you said or some action you did caused pain or stress or worry or anger to someone you care about or someone you love. It can be such a little action, something you normally wouldn’t think twice about. But it can still hurt someone. And when you see that you’ve hurt them, it’s the worst feeling in the world. And the only thing you can do is say sorry and hope that you can make things better in some way. And you learn to be mindful of what you do and how it affects everyone around you. You start to pay attention. You start to care a little more. And you think about those mistakes.

Chandler Day 28: Alive

DSC01112 (2)Today I did some more driving around Indy, this time on the South side. The sky was full of steam from factories, power plants and treatment plants. They were the only source of white in what would have been a perfectly clear blue sky. It felt good to drive and do nothing other than look at what was around me and listen to music, with Hannah right beside me. It also felt good to not be alone. Today was okay. Nothing really spectacular happened. The weather was still cold and I had class, which is never fun. But things were okay. And right now I’m fine with okay. I’m alive, the sun was shining, the sky was blue, I got to shoot and I got be with someone I really like being with, and that’s enough. I’m alive and that’s significant enough for me.

Chandler Day 27: What Keeps Me Going

DSC01097 (2)Photography is my escape. It’s the one thing that keeps me sane. I don’t know what I would do without my camera. I know that no matter how shitty my day is, or however bad I’m feeling or how much drama I’m going through, I can grab my camera and escape. Like today. I felt down, the weather was awful, people tried to tell me how to live and tell me what was right and wrong, and the same bullshit drama I had hoped to escape came back. So I got in my car and I drove. I drove around the west side of Indy. And somehow I found train tracks and I was able to shoot them. And for a little bit I forgot. I forgot about the stress, the drama, the arguing, the cold and the depression and everything was good. It felt great. Shot on the west side of Indianapolis, IN.