Afternoon boredom tends to transform itself into creativity. And creativity makes me forget my shitty depressive thoughts, or last night's hangover.
I was already dressed, so there wasn't much point in staying home all day. I needed something new to work on, so I didn't have to feel like I wasted the whole day.
I got up and I took my camera with me, along with a freshly emptied SD card. I still get weirded out by the stares; sometimes I still feel like I'm doing something I'm not supposed to, as if the police was gonna come out of a corner yelling at any moment.
But I'm getting used to it. And I feel thankful everyday for having supportive people in my life, even though they think I'm a little odd.
I'd be flat out lying if I said I wasn't a little odd.