Editing has become a regular thing in my life.
Thank you, Red Bull.
New fishies! Ones that Damien won’t take out and play with. Ivory and El Negro.
Today I went to a theme park, and they of course have wildlife there. I went into this tiny tunnel to where it led to a part where the tigers live. I was thrilled that when I peaked my head up this uncomfortable tunnel viewing thing, this fella here came up to the window, and I snapped this picture. Now that I’m home looking at this picture, it breaks my heart a bit. The tiger looks sad, depressed. Even though I was the only one in the long ass line that got a good view, and a good picture. I feel horrible for it. I don’t know where I’m taking this. But I guess I just wanted to say, that even though this is a beautiful picture, this poor animal looks just down right depressed. Locked up in a place for others to view, and snap pictures. I’m guilty for it, and now I feel bad. I feel like an annoying paparazzi.
Quite a night.