After spending

the morning translating a comic, I photographed people reading one in the evening.

This time

I can really say: Been there, and I have the T-shirt to prove it!

We are

what we choose.

Standing frozen in time

staring my dark side straight into the eyes, I can feel a slight irregular palpitation in my chest and for a second or so my brain urges me to flee. But no, there is no way I will run. I will stare it out and force the dark side to run away.