Part of my childhood series.
In my life, I've moved houses a whole fourteen times. From the time I was born 'till last year, we were in a new house every year (or sometimes more for that matter). I had trouble adjusting and settling in to my new surroundings and even now I still struggle finding a place to call home.
I'm so uninspired at the moment. This streak of uninspiration has been running for far too long now. I've been wanting to shoot this for a while, and it took a lot of motivation to lug this 15kg window down the hill. It wasn't too hard, until I had to get it back up the hill quick enough so that no one saw me doing it. In doing that, I broke my little toe. For the 4th time in the past year. If that's not motivation, I don't know what is.