Today on The Equals Record, I'm sharing a little reflection on sleeping alone, inspired by a foggy morning.
"All this time, I thought it was habit. Or, I thought maybe it was loneliness. Some nights it felt like a symbolic act - half filled heart, half filled bed, defined by absence. But I felt full standing out in the fog, clutching my camera and completely alone. There was a surrounding presence in the dampening air. A weight, like the undisturbed covers."
(photo) on film with Leica CL for The Equals Record | fog in Northampton