Jan 19th 10:33pm

Been a while writing here.

I’m halfway through the novel Wuthering Heights. The movie is coming out next month. Apparently this film only covers the first half of the novel. If that’s the case, I’m good then. I struggled trying to understand the English but I forced myself with the book, kept a pencil and sticky notes. With the pencil, I would underline a sentence to confirm that I understood that sentence before I went on to the next sentence. This was my first time using the pencil this way. I always use pencils but only to underline passages that I like and don’t want to forget. If you look at my copy of the book, you’ll see so many underlinings of sentences. With the sticky notes, I don’t use them too often. But there were several names to keep track of and to remember those names while trying to tackle the English, it was like trying to carry water in cupped hands. Using sticky notes I would write the names and who they were etc. that helped a lot. Will definitely use this method when re-reading Dostoevsky again.

I’m going on my twitter rants again. That’s a good place to easily post an idea, experiment with them and maybe let it see how it matures later on. Naval said don’t plan to do things cause you might not be in the mood when the actual time comes. So if you have an idea now write it as a tweet, blog post or in a notebook while the excitement is still there.

That same principle goes with photography. I don’t tell myself in the morning that I’ll go at 1pm to photograph. I go the instance I want to start photographing while that excitement is inside me. I have some family that follow a very rigid schedule so it’s very hard to find time to hang out with them.

I’m thinking of other things in my life as well. Recently it’s been a struggle finding balance with street photography and my relationship with my partner. Not that she doesn’t care about these photos but she doesn’t know the passion and mentality it takes to get these kinds of photos. Unless you’re a street photographer, you won’t understand. Because of this little internal battle, I went on a little rant on one of my flickr posts and got quite a bit of comments. I’m so grateful for the flickr community, the tight-knit relationship I have with these photographers on that platform not even x or instagram can take its place. I 500% wouldn’t be here with flickr.com. That site was a classroom, my portfolio, online get together combined.

My rant can be found in this photo if you click on it (no flickr account required to view/access):

Today was a holiday but spend all day inside my room doing nothing really. I wasn’t depressed or anything but had a splitting headache. I felt happy with the photos I’ve taken the past week and felt like recharging today.

I have work tomorrow. Sometimes I do get panic attacks thinking about how I’m juggling a job, my art, relationship, clearing out the last of my credit card debt, the urge to want to buy things on amazon or junk food at the convenience store near me.

This is one of the weirdest times to live in: high speed culture, finding a good job, finding a relationship, toxic politics from both sides, tribal thinking, family, social media, advertisements and commercials, processed foods. How do you not turn crazy or overweight