I’ve put more focus on myself lately. Focusing on being kinder to myself and taking extra steps to ensure my mental health is doing better. “Working on my worth, working on who I am.“
Anyway, I finally developed some film. Images of places that bring me joy.
Again, I find myself visiting the same locations, shapes and themes. Over and over again.
I have a deep connection with the ocean, and water in general. I dream about it more than I can recall. I’ve mentioned on this blog previously that I have a recurring dream where I drown in the ocean.
I initially thought this was a nightmare. I would/still do feel panicked when I wake, but, more recently, I think what I’ve learned about myself is that my subconscious mind is telling me something. I need to immerse myself into what I love doing. I need to drown in my passions, otherwise I lose myself and begin to fade away.
This isn’t the first time I’ve mentioned on this blog that I keep taking the same photo over and over again. I’m not sure if it’s habitual, or there’s certain imagery that I’m unconsciously drawn to.
Dimly lit tunnels, like I’m staring down the barrel of a gun. Am I more scared of the eventuality than I realise?