The whole world is moving, but I'm standing still

Lately I've been feeling the need to move. It is this overwhelming feeling that something in my life is going to change and as much as this scares the living daylights out of me sometimes, it also excites me. Sometimes I feel like my life is simply stagnant and I hate this sensation. The other day Audrey said to me, "I guess maybe I want to feel like I am going somewhere every day, you know?" And I do. It frustrates me when I don't feel like I'm moving or going somewhere, and I guess that's how I've been feeling for the past week or so. Like all of the potential paths that I had to walk down have suddenly disappeared. Perhaps I only imagined them in the first place, maybe they were never real. Maybe I was always just stuck here, waiting for something to change.

I just started following this tumblr called Passage d'Enfer. It's the 35mm photography of this guy who lives in Paris, and is really fantastic. As I've been looking through his photos of Paris with snow I keep thinking to myself, "If I have to endure winter, why am I not doing so in Paris?" I mean, seriously. I could at least be somewhere that the snow looks pretty. A couple of days ago I wrote about the fact that I like taking black and white photos from the windows of moving vehicles. This picture is what started this interest. I took this while in Paris several years ago, and it is one of my favourite shots from that trip. It's the sense of perpetual motion that entrances me.