We all know something to learn. It was an eventful weekend. The High Point Hill Climb and Spring Cleaning cross country race was held. I decided to stop participating in contest because the easy life is prefered. People like to complicate it, greatly. I don't appreciate it, there is no shared feeling in racing. Aside from it, it is a spectator friendly sport that I encourage all to find the time and visit. Since I photograph, I like the complex rhythm I find myself in while at these events. I really have parts in the events I don't care for. It felt good to be sober while developing some pictures. Supposing this highlight keeps me composed, I'll wreck if the past way of thinking is how to operate my facility. The camera has always gained my freedoms, I am working on it. My hate comes from underappreciation, which is unsurprising because of how terrible people treat themself. The work I make is however, I just don't share the feeling. I leave so much passion in each artwork piece, it is my output. Functionally what it needs, it'll get but it should be printed. Photography is awfully stressful, it's sometimes impossible to rub your own back numb. Sporadically it has events that are encouraging, and upon defeats from those that aren't I know my pleasure waits. In my hypercritical mindset I hope the beautiful imagery that falls off my lust list ends in the collection of the roaring times of leisure. Without me I have nothing for you to share.