Here’s what it is. I remember exactly what I was thinking when I took this picture. I was waiting for the subway in Brooklyn. It was January 1st 2011, I took a picture of the date on the projector so I would remember that 2011 is a new year and a fresh start. The past isn’t relevant because I have life ahead of me. It’s funny though because almost four months later I’m looking at this picture, and I’m just thinking about how I want my fresh start now. Because these last four months have been fucking hell. I just want to go back to the moment when I took this picture and tell myself to hold on and be stronger. Maybe tell myself other things. I don’t know. I was happier then. Even though it was in the slightest.