i am a dreamer, by and long. almost every night i dream and remember it in the morning, whether i had 1 dream or 3.

last night i dreamt i was back in senegal. not sure how i got there. the important thing is, it is the first time i have dreamt about senegal since i returned last august. i was about to see my senegalese family and i was beyond excited. i woke up this morning, rendered melancholy.

i choose this photo because it reminds me of a time when i was melancholy. things were really hard at this stage. i painted about faith that i felt i was lacking. i wrote in my journal all the burdens i felt.

it feels accurate to choose this photo for today. i’m no longer there, though sometimes i wish i was. that experience has been redeemed. that hardship is healing. but today, i remember it. because it shaped me.

project revamp here.