to journey alone and know your heart

A couple of weeks ago, I had to get my biometrics done in order to apply for my visa. The appointment assigned to me was in a city three hours from my hometown, and I went alone, and got lost, and managed a visit to the beach. It's always odd to go to places like the beach, or a historic town, or even a rest area, alone. It makes me more introspective.

The self portrait in the mirror is one that I've taken three times over the past year and a few odd months. Every time I'm in the area, I stop. It's a growing experience. The first time I stopped, I was with my best friend at the time. The second time, I was meeting a person who had been close to me and grown away. This time, I was alone, and I was oddly okay with it.

retrenching

I drove down to Charleston to see an old friend who was visiting. On the way, I stopped at Heidi's for breakfast, which is why there is a picture of her holding my pillow pet. I also stopped at the rest area that Heidi and I took pictures at in March, and I took a picture in the mirror.

So many of these places felt like a comfortable memory, like I could curl up in them forever.