High Stress

The blur is intentional: it is representative of my current state... Time seems to be going slowly, but everything I have to do is coming at me at such high velocity... just... a blur. Some days, I swear I think my brain just might implode.

Because of the intense stress, I am increasingly appreciating simple things, like mere moments to myself. The simple flowers are representative of that beloved and desirable simplicity...



Note: From here on out my watermark is going to be a bit larger. This is a preventative method against theft, as at this point, I am thinking of turning this hobby into a piece of my future.