Unboring
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Unboring

I will always remember my senior portrait. But not in a good way. I walked into Wal-Mart’s portrait studio (yes, I did say Wal-Mart. don’t judge.) to sit on a very uncomfortable wooden box with black velvet covering it (was the velvet supposed to make me feel special? or to make the seat more comfortable?…

the little moments…

the little moments…

I hate cliches. But there’s one I actually like. (And only one). Life isn’t about the breaths you take, but about the moments that take your breath away. Like when I was standing on the dock at Port Moody, British Columbia. Waiting for the bride to show up at her hair appointment. Trying to get…

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