Reset

Photography is a great way to reset your thoughts.

When I set out for a walk, I had a lot of negative thoughts in my head. The problem is with my neighbour/landlord who is apparently not able to grasp the concept of ”yours and mine”. Meaning that when I pay my rent, I pay for more than just my flat – I pay for the garage and I pay for the piece of lawn between my flat and the garage. Which means that while I’m not the owner of the space, I have the right to use it – except now it’s him using it. His trailer has been almost permanently parked behind my garage since the summer, and when I half jokingly asked him if he’d like to rent the space from me, he said that he didn’t have room for it on his side (true – he’s got too much junk for the little space he has) and he’d remove it. But not only did he not remove it, but yesterday when I drove my car in the garage (I’ve been keeping it outside) I found that he had mounted a shelf and stored some planks on it. In my garage!!!! Without as much as a word to ask if he could do it, can you believe it?

Optical illusion
Optical illusion? The water looks like it’s been shot overhead while the icicles are shot from the side.

So anyway, I was saying that photography is good. I tried to force myself to think happy thoughts as I was walking, but I always kept coming back to the same thing. Then I finally reached my destination, a small brook that I found last week. What a relief it was to set up the tripod and start composing the pictures, because every last little brain cell of mine was concentrated on photography. Happy thoughts, happy thoughts – quite naturally!

And then I was done with the pictures and started walking back home, and I was mad again. I’m paying too much rent and considering that I’m getting even less for my money than I should, the rent is intolerable. It’s a bad timing to move now because I really should save my money for the cabin, but my option is be angry every day when I see the trailer. I see it when I go to work, I see it when I come home, I see it from my kitchen window, I see it from my living room window, I can see it just by turning my head as I’m typing this now. And the shelf in the garage, I can’t believe he had the nerve. I can feel my blood pressure rising.

Too bad I can’t photograph 24/7.

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