Nest XIII.

I saw some pretty light when I went to get a cup of water this morning and I felt compelled to nest.  I’m not sure why I had stopped this practice (midterms), but I fully intend to resume it once again.  There is something so therapeutic about making a structure to exist in, even if only for a little while.  The action of nesting, then hitting the shutter, a sort of dance as each shot is fired, is incredibly soothing as well.  I am realizing that I have to be in a certain head space to do this, not stressed, not making lists in my mind.  When I am going a million miles per hour I am unable to stop and find these places.  In the morning when I first get up, before I’ve had time to think, that is when nesting is possible.

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