Me, a few weeks ago, waiting to take a family picture.
Today is the 361st day of the year. I've been keenly aware of the tally all year long. For the second year in a row, I've taken a picture every single day, and watched the number in my album grow. At times it's made me feel insane, trying to come up with something to shoot, something that doesn't embarrass me to post. There has been many a day when I've forgotten until the end of the day, and I've had to scramble to come up with something. Countless times I've thought to myself, what can I possibly take a picture of, again, that I haven't, already, so many times before? But you know what? I may do it yet again in 2012 (don't quote me on it). The discipline has made me grow as a photographer and an observer.