The title is from my most recent diary, I try to shoot daily and every time I feel that I have “moved” from something, I give it a name and close it.
It’s the need for light - in its more literal meaning - is the feeling of coming home and opening up the windows of an old room you haven’t visited in so long.
The recognition of oneself after a trauma. In my own words or rather my own images:
“Hey, I know you didn't know how hard I was trying, but I remember you, and you comforted me just by being there for me to see you”.
