I don’t see a single soul for half a mile. Granted it is 9 on a Monday morning. In January. But still. It’s strange. I feel small. In a good way. I’m taking up the most perfect amount of space. Loud. In the way. Obnoxious. Too much. Not enough. Anxious. So, So Anxious. It doesn’t exist here. I’m alone. Half a mile in and I see her. I’m not alone. I never was. . . . #charlestonphotographer #charlestonvideographer #shareyourstory