Started back up again

I had to kick my own ass in gear today and photograph a little bit. A mixture of things have driven me to pick up the camera again - having no work or school has made me feel useless and I needed to snap out of it. I used that feeling to try to fuel me to photograph. I just watched the Woodmans on Netflix on Francesca Woodman - who was a photographer that Greta told me about and actually referred me to the documentary. She said she'd think that I would like her work and boy was she ever right. Watching and learning how she thought - reminded me a lot about myself in some ways. Her sensitivity made my sensitivity real. I know I sound psycho but it pushed me to photograph again. I also had a dream two nights ago that I killed a friend's baby - not on purpose - I mean, it was strange and I woke up wondering what it could've meant. The baby girl died of suffocation in my dream. Which is what I feel was something that I may have been feeling lately. Suffocation. Lack of air. Of life. After texting my older sister (who is pregnant) - I know - wrong person to tell - she was shocked haha and then said "That's your fear of having kids." So, I photographed.

I am rusty.