Yeah, actually I do. My Saturday was spent with friends performing in the underground with me shooting. I am an old circus horse - I feel most at home sitting, leaned against the speaker having my ears blown out while I click like a nut job. 30 mins of hardcore punk, 30 mins of catharsis and 30 mins of me thinking ‘why the fuck have I been hiding’?
Why I ever gave a fuck about anybody’s attention, when I can shoot like I do, when I am at my best, is beyond me. Call it mojo, call it waking up - but it is not - I have been going back to my roots for a long time. This is what I am, this is really me. The way I felt Saturday, I have not felt in a long time - like I truly did not give a fuck, because I know now that if I die tomorrow, I have seen myself for what I am.
Retreating to a corner of the internet not caring if anyone would look, is incredibly liberating and I can be me here - my sarcasm, my wit, my talent, my worldview - I can play with here, and be ever so oblivious to whether YOU like it, comment it or share it.
I used to be anti-establishment, but I turned into a dumb consumer like everyone else. Fuck that shit.
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