A bad case of Senioritis
This is a topic that I have been dodging for some time now. The reason why is quite simple. What has happened, I suspect, is that I have allowed myself to become lackadaisical–maybe even in denial. At any rate, I was forced to mull over these ideas in a most direct way–as I was having my senior portrait taken. I don’t know what it was. Perhaps it was donning the all-too-familiar cap and gown, or the prim and proper contortions, disguised as poses, that they required of us. Whatever it was, I was confronted by a reality that I had been skirting around for far too long. Hopefully, none of my lacklustre disposition seeped its way into any of my photos. Soon enough, the prints will arrive; and they will serve as a very real reminder of what is to come.