Back in May, I did something (actually two things now that I really think about it) I never thought I would. I went to Paris by myself, and I travelled to a foreign country alone for the very first time. Not only was this trip incredibly eye-opening, freeing and one I’ll never forget, but it also gave me the confidence and motivation to continue seeking happiness on my terms even if it means standing alone.
Something I find very interesting when looking over these photos is a sense of loneliness and aloneness, and the battle between the two. When looking back at my solo weekend abroad, these were two things I thought about a lot. It’s funny that despite my aloneness for three days, I didn’t feel lonely at all — more times than not, I’m lonelier when surrounded by people. Anyway, I love the tension between the two states of a singular being and think that depending on your mood or how you look at the pictures, you’ll feel one or the other.
I also love that even though there’s a solitary vibe to these snaps, they feel strong, independent, bold and empowering, almost like they are daring you to wander out and stand alone, at least for a moment.