I’m in the last month of my Photo a Day/365 project. I can’t believe I’ve made it so far…but these last few weeks will be the hardest. I feel like I have no more ideas and everything I shoot is unoriginal and boring. It all feels different, but I’m having trouble seeing the difference.

Photography is still my main love, but I truly can’t wait until it’s over. Although my eyes have been opened, I feel right now as if I’m just going through the motions.

I would question whether or not my heart was in it, but I think the fact that I’m still going, and I haven’t missed a day shows that I do have heart. Love can be exhausting.