Wednesday, October 6, 2021
Woke up 4:00 am
To bed at 10:30 pm
I noticed that not all days are equal as far as my photography is concerned. Some days are just great (I manage to make a dozen very good photos), some days are average (there are some good photos among all the photos I made that day, and perhaps one or two very good ones), and some days are bad days (I barely have any photos, and none of them are even good).
I shouldn’t lament about the bad days. I should accept them. I should expect them to happen. Because…, why the hell not?