So the truth of the matter is that every once in a while there isn't all that much to say. This isn't a question of writer's block. It is the revelry in all things silence.
There is this calm state of being that can only be achieved when you don't have to go home or call anybody or do anything and can actually just enjoy where you are.
This is true freedom. Standing at the top of the hill and looking down at Firenze through the fog and thinking there is no way that my camera will be able to capture this moment so I might as well just look at it.
Sometimes, you go on a journey and try to document each moment so that you can tell a story. Then, you come home to the people that love you and want to go through each photograph, frame by frame and tell them each reason for the snapshot and they just don't want to listen. What then?
If you think about it, there is a whole part of life that is missed every time you look through the camera lens instead of straight ahead.
