Same place new people

changing seasons and new sights can reignite the youthful, fresh-fun to a city that was beginning to feel normal.

Expired film. One of my best friends left this week.

The city and it's walls (even the ruined) have had so many visitors, including myself.

4 photographs that are a result of my frustration trying to bring appreciation to something minute that at the time only the human eye...

yet full of charm.

But different. Back to the apartment staring at things that belong to me, belong to the owner, or belong to the flat itself. Looking for...

and a little rusty...

Despite the increased addiction to my bed, my own first apartment has forced me to grow quickly. "Alone," here is in no way a bad thing....