The camera laid cold in her hands.
To dive or not to dive was the question at hand.
Time was ticking by in that annoying way.
Where the body is frozen but the world keeps marching forward.

An artist in mind and spirit it would not be that far of a leap. But was everyone ready? Everything seemed so much brighter in her mind…how was she to convey it all to the thoughtless masses?

Besides, it was all a popularity contest. They didn’t care about her art. She wasn’t good to begin with.

But no. It’s all about extremity and diluted truths.


On second thought, she would fit in just fine.