100 pictures later...

I wanted to do something totally different for the big event- big for me, that is.
And then I realized I was totally over thinking this project and just snapped a picture of me in my green bathroom.
There. Done.

I think I am going to take some time off from photographing myself. That project is over- the subject on the outside, for on the inside I will always be under construction.
I'm ready to stretch my legs with my new Cannon Rebel and venture outside the realm of me.

While looking at my old posts, I couldn't help but notice (who couldn't), just how many refer to my relationship. I think I should have kept those details to myself. Some things need not be printed. It felt right to write them, but it was a grave mistake and left me open for dissection- and my relationship as well.
And in those first 100 posts, I feel a bit like an Island.
Surely, there is more to me.

I hope there is more to me.

So here I go,
the end of something, the beginning of something else.

There are so many beautiful photo opts in my new place, there will be no shortage of material. Plus, I haven't even looked at my owner?s manual on the Rebel yet, HA!

Thanks for checking-in. And thank you for all your comments and inspiration.
And thank you, especially, to Bob and Akedi.
You have no idea how your words have impacted me. Really, no idea.


xox
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