Tyleka

You would think I would keep up with a place like this after so many years under its creative umbrella. Its been 13 years since I joined DA at the urging of a friend that I have since lost touch with. I have gained and lost so many hobbies in my life that it is almost odd to still be stuck on photography. I don't consider myself much of a hobbyist any more, as I have been published more than a few times this year alone and started working for a magazine. Every journey starts somewhere and I am glad to be back, however vague this update is. I really do suck at anything but being behind my camera. <3 Love to you all.

Some one told me once that stress can be related to the water in a bottle as you hold it at chest level. There may not be much of it in there at the beginning. Your "water" can be something like a simple stress... What am I going to eat for dinner? What am I going to wear to work today? These are easily dealt with, and sip- away goes some of the weight. But what do we hold onto? Ending of relationships with friends or lovers, loss of your job... Those things that we hold close to our heart and let it fester. And so you are left holding this heavier and heavier thing at chest level. One minute, Easy. Two minutes, Easy. Longer... Hours, days.