A couple of years ago I started a project to take a photo every day for 365 days. I persevered and completed the entire set. Even when I was feeling sick or uninspired. I’m goal-oriented that way. I set a challenge for myself and by golly I was going to do it!
This year I started another round. Mainly to keep myself entertained. I started to feel like I needed a purpose in my photography again and another project was in the offing. So I clicked away efficiently for 95 straight days. And then came yesterday. When I dropped the proverbial ball. Boo. Simply boo. Makes me crazy that I botched my streak.
But…I’m not going to let it get me down. My perfectionist tendencies are all well and good, but let’s be realistic here. Is it really going to matter if my final tally for this session is only 364. Nah. I’m sure, though, that this one little goof is going to gnaw at me throughout. It’s the way my mind works.