Amsterdam, 1950s by Dirk de Herder
Was told I sleepwalked into my sister’s bedroom last night at 2 a.m.
Awesome, so now sleep is ruined for me too? How am I ever going to stop worrying enough to not take it out on my unconscious self?
This is the pits.
And then to cheer myself up/pretend none of it exists, I made rice krispie treats and ate two. Plus an ice cream treat. It was a fairly self-destructive day.
I was going through some of my thumb drives that i have collecting in a shoebox and found more of my London street shots. I actually have no memories attached to these captures, i think i just lifted up my camera and shot something while i was looking around elsewhere in awe.