A different perspective. Thirteen.

All day my mind has been racing about her, about all this work I have due for school, and about how we only have 2 weeks left. About how we will not get to reexperience what we have experienced everyday for the last four years. It’s making me sad to think about it. Not being able to see you guys and obviously the girl I like everyday and its killing me a little bit right now. Slowly I feel as though I’m loosing some of my favorite parts of myself with the dying life that is the rest of the school year. Knowing that it is going to take so much out of me but give an over abundance of new. New parts of myself, the next step that is waiting for me. The next step to pushing myself to becoming who I want to be. But in reality I’m not ready. I’ve been thinking this thought for the last 7 months. Trying to soak it all up before there is nothing left to soak up. Taking my pictures so that I can remember everything how I saw it in the moment. Trying to keep you guys alive through my own vision that are my photos. Trying “to keep the pictures as alive as the people that were in them” while everything continues to change. And I will continue to try, I don’t plan on stopping.

Yours truly,

-nick