Adjusting.

To being at home.
Surrounded by family.
Life in general.

I started arranging everything I have today.
I would say that´s is about 6 huge suitcases in total.
Perhaps.
I got so overwhelmed.
I don´t have anywhere to put anything.
I got anxious.
And started having difficulties breathing.
I should get rid of a lot.

I have been so uncomfortable in my own mind.
Feeling like I don´t know what to do with myself.
I call it "post-tour depression".
My family is here.
And I love it.
They are helping me in the process but it´s hard.
My mind is scattered.
In 3 days I´ll be in Mexico.
That should do it.

I bought a bunch of new work out clothes.
Tomorrow I´m gonna try to heal my mind.
Yoga at 7am on the beach during sunrise.

I haven´t done instagram in 2, almost 3 days.
Something is definitely wrong.

I lost my favourite pair of sunnies somewhere on the road.
They were cheap, from a thrift store in australia and mirrored.
And I once thought "Oh damn if I ever loose these".
One second I had them, the other I didn´t.
No one saw or knew anything.
So a sunglass shop convinced me to buy expensive foldable Ray-Bans.
I have a weakness for good sellers. 

Day off.

I´m so exhausted.

I´m so exhausted.

I´m so exhausted. 

Did you get it?

No?

I´M SO EXHAUSTED.

When you just keep on going. 

Everything is good. 

But when you let yourself rest.

It hits you.

You need a holiday. 

I feel overly depressed today. 

Sad. 

For no reason. 

I guess there are reasons. 

But there´s no need to share everything. 

Something did make me happy yesterday though. 

Really happy. 

Tomorrow New Orleans. 

One of the pups ate my laces.
And I had some yellow doc martens laces in my bag.
Temporary solutions apply.

My hair is turning brown.
Pretty boring, huh?

I am.

Tired.
Exhausted.
Overwhelmed.
Yet so relaxed.
And happy.
I´m in L.A.
So what could be wrong?
Why do I always feel so grounded here.
This city always makes me excited.
There´s always something new.
There´s always amazing people.
There´s always hope.
I´m hopeful.
I´m sitting on my bed.
Where I will be grounded for a few days.
I´m driven.
I´m gathering myself.
And soon the road will be calling again.
But for now.
I will fake normal life for a few days.
Normal.
Who invented that word?

Reload. 

And take beautiful pictures of beautiful people. 

Day off.

Yesterday was a show day.
It was great.
Went pretty late.
We stayed here in North Carolina.
I had some beers.
First time for this whole adventure.
The evening was filled with deep conversations.
The more I talk about my photography.
The more I understand what my vision is.
And what I´m looking for.
What I want to show people.
What I want people to see.
I went to late to bed.
Woke up.
Walked around.
Felt good.
This is an amazing place.
I walked out.
And heard silence.
Small town charm.

BY THE WAY:
Find me on Flickr.

Fall trails. 

Portraits. 

Work in the local office. 

1 day.

My day in pictures.
Enjoy.

Welcome.

My friend.

Insomnia. 

Well he decided to unexpectedly join me a couple of days ago. 

I thought he would just stick around for a day but he decided to extend his stay. 

So last night he would not let me go to sleep until 6:30am. 

It wasn´t all that fun. 

At 9am I had an appointment at the vet. 

No, not me but my boyfriend Abuelo.

Came home and noticed Insomnia had left me. 

Without goodbyes.

But he had left parting gifts, friendly as he is. 

I wen´t back to bed and slept the whole day.

With my two new friends. 

Swollen throat and hardcore aching body. 

Yes, there is a difference between just an aching body and a hardcore one. 

This always happens to me when I get off tour. 

My body turns into a party and everyone´s invited.