“Think of the times when you felt freaking alive and find the themes.” — Mark Pollard
^^^that’s been the motto of life recently. (but isn’t that brilliant?)
for me, those are times when I’m outside of my comfort zone, or at least experiencing newness.
in keeping with this, last night happened.
it rained all day, and I love how streetlights reflect on the pavement when it rains, so I drove to south to the Provo cemetery around sunset to see if I could take any decent pictures of the world. (aaaand I found out today that apparently it’s a misdemeanor to be at the cemetery after dusk hahaha…whoops) it started pouring a few minutes after I got out of the car, and I quickly learned that nothing I was wearing was waterproof, but if we’re talking about experiences where you feel freaking alive, this was one of them. it was something about being on a little hill, all by myself, in the almost-dark, soaking wet, trying to capture light and dark and trees and mountains and also keep my camera somewhat dry…yeah it was good.
the pictures are grainy because I was on such a high ISO setting, but I actually really love it.