i wish i had my camera tonight. with some T-MAX black and white film.

there is something about the way the entire campus is coated, immersed, consumed by fog and mist at four in the morning that is breath-taking. it is so beautiful to see the light break through the moisture-laden air and cast beams of shadows amid the clouds through which you walk. it is relaxing and incredible, but eerie at the same time. there were so many great shots that i saw tonight on my way back from studying that will probably not be capturable ever again. it must be the recent warm weather and the moisture in the air which is confusing the ground and air alike because they are convinced, as are most of us that it is supposed to be cold in November. apparently not. even looking out my window upon the soon-to-be-destroyed Barkesdale field, it looks as if my eyes are covered with a film of some sort. or that im looking through a milky, translucent whiteness similar to that described by Jose Saramago in Blindness.

its so strange, but so beautiful. it's amazing what God can do by manipulating the concentration of hydrogen and oxygen molecule combinations in the air. a great way to finish a stressful and frustrating night. reminder that it's not about me, it's not about grades. it's about life lived with purpose and lived to it's greatest extent.

i wish i had my camera tonight.