My So Called Life...

First attempt at photographing every hour of my waking life.

inspired by Dali and Noah kalina.

I'll only add a brief synopsis of my thoughts. I want to save analysing them until it comes to really writing about them, otherwise they will feel slightly tainted.

9am: Woke up 20 mins ago and tried to sleep in by counting the flowers on my shabby curtains.

10am: Still counting - I hated myself for wasting time

11am: Feeding my Facebook addiction

12am: Feeding my caffeine addiction

1pm: No matter how much time I spend getting ready, I never feel complete

2pm: I don't want my £4000 to be spent on watching movies

3pm: I actually enjoyed it

4pm: I love wandering the halls alone - something freeing about a lack of presence

5pm: No matter how fast you go, Bradford is still dull and lifeless

6pm: I feel like I live in the car

7pm: My niece is too advanced for her age; I feel bad for her

8pm: She can smile through anything, I wonder when she will lose that

9pm: I'm a creature of habit... Is that healthy?

10pm: I feel the need for an abstract mind, It helps to read what I cannot experience

11pm: I hate pink, but I do this anyway.