In Progress
the photographs that I have been taking. sometimes paired with (semi)auitobiographical writing and sometimes by themselves

Luna.  A good friend’s cat.  I have not seen either of them in ages.  It is strange looking at this photo.  I am instantly transported back to the day that I took it.  I can remember who was there and what we did.  I know that this is the beauty of photographs but sometimes, it hits me hard.  I miss this day.  And I miss this cat.  Even if she did hate nearly everyone.  But then again, she is a cat.