I can’t sleep.

Can’t I just sleep? This is annoying.

Life has been the same as always. I don’t know what I’ll get from just blabbering about this all the time, it’s probably pointless. I kind of want something different. And a good different, not a bad one. Hell, please not a bad one. I’ve been through enough bad shit in this lifetime.

I looked to my left, only to see the bedside table with my camera and phone on top of it.

Well, the phone is an option. Although I don’t want to get a headache. Not like the camera is any better, but there really isn’t anything to do on my phone.

Camera it is.

I sat up and as I did, a sharp pain went through my back. Is this my karma for staying in the same position for too long? Probably.

After looking through some old pictures that I’ve seen multiple times, I looked outside. It’s raining right now, I can’t really go outside. Or can I? I can just put on a hoodie or jacket or something like that. I have this strange urge to take pictures now and my apartment has nothing interesting in it.

Yeah, I’m going outside.

I got up from bed and put on a hoodie of mine, before grabbing a backpack and my camera. When I walked out of my apartment building, the cold hit me and I wanted to die. Just what to expect from winter.

. . .

It wasn’t very windy, and the rain had settled down just a bit. Luckily, I wasn’t completely soaked. My clothes and hair were both damp, I didn’t take a hair tie with me earlier because I couldn’t find one and was too lazy to look around my apartment for one. So I had to just leave my hair loose, which personally, I hate. I looked through the photographs that I just recently took, I haven’t taken a lot. But I don’t really get much inspiration so every once in a while when I do, I take advantage of it.

There were some pictures of the street, the street lights, a few bugs and some cars that I saw driving past.

I decided to just take one more picture before calling it a night, it’s almost 5am anyway.

As I was walking around in darkness, well, besides the street lights. I couldn’t really find anything that made me want to photograph it. It took me about ten minutes before I came across a large tree.

It was really pretty, the droplets on the leaves from the rain made the reflection of the light on it look really beautiful, almost like glass.

This. I’m taking a picture of this.

My lens had some droplets on it and just as I was about to wipe it off, I decided to keep it on. I think the droplets from the rain on the lens would go nicely with this photograph.

All the colours and lighting went really well, and after adjusting everything a little bit, I chose to not hesitate this time and just take the photo.

So I did.

It came out really nice, I feel like this is the best photograph I’ve taken in a while. I’m actually a bit proud, for once.

You sure outdid yourself, August Green. Good job.

I sighed, and as I exhaled I saw those small ‘clouds’ that people see when it’s cold. I then turned around and started heading back home.

I put my camera back into my bag and my hands into the pockets of my hoodie. They were paler than usual and had drops of water from the rain on them, I put them in my pockets to warm them up, for some reason my hands are always cold, it’s different from me being cold. Even when I’m warm, my hands for some reason seem to be cold. I’m not sure why.

As I was walking back and saw my apartment building up ahead, I sighed again, but this time smiled to myself after.

It’s been a while since I’ve been happy about something like this. Is this what being proud of yourself is like? I enjoy a feeling like this.

I’m happy that I’m able to be proud of myself.