Metropolitan · Paris, 2019

I always hated merry-go-rounds, or basically any reason to spin around in circles. (This includes those stupid wheels in playgrounds and those childhood games where you have to spin around in place and then try and run in a straight line or some stupid shit.)

I wouldn’t necessarily get nauseous, but the feeling of moving simultaneously in different directions while trying to stand still is one of my least favorite, so I try to avoid these things at all costs.

Yet now I’m looking at photos and they say I shot them five months ago in Paris and now everything is different but still reflective of the past and my entire life feels like I just got thrown off one of those stupid wheels