Sunday

One Hundred Thirty-Nine

Spring Training
139/366

Having no motivation to touch my camera today, I procrastinated taking a photo. I go through spurts when I envision something and how I want to photograph it and can't wait to give it a try.  Then there are other times taking a daily photo seems forceful. I don't like that feeling. I also know I won't like the feeling of failing, as I've done it far too often in many other things I attempt.  I picked up my camera, feeling it's heaviness in my hands usually awakens my senses, but not today. I had the blahs... and I had 'em bad. I took one photo of the first thing I saw and then turned my camera off.  This was it; Alex's baseball sitting on my kitchen counter. It got me through the day and now I can rest and hope tomorrow will be better. 

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