Today was a very busy day. I went back to work and was catching up from missing two days last week. My plan had been to go out for little walks for half of my lunch breaks so I could take pictures and get a little fresh air and exercise. But today I didn't have time for that. I ate my lunch in my office in about 20 minutes and then went back to work. I came home after work, read the Martha Stewart Living magazine that arrived today (I just subscribed. My colleague was doing a fundraiser for her daughter's school so I got suckered into picking something. I don't think I've ever even bought Martha Stewart! Oh well, I digress.) Then I made dinner. Then I went to bootcamp. They kicked my ass. Now I'm really tired.
But here's the thing. I was walking home from class and I felt self-conscious about stopping and taking photos. I don't know why. I've done it before. Why would now be any different? I felt this pressure to produce a photo and although it's snowing and blowing, there was nothing that interesting to capture. I tried some lame attempts just to take a photo but nothing really worked. I guess you can't just fake it. And I don't really want to.
I found it interesting, though, that I felt self-conscious about it.
So I guess that's what I captured today. Even if it wasn't with my camera.
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