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Our Prince
Revenue is down over 90%. Refurbished cannabis use is up 900%.
Our Stimulus Checks were scheduled to be mailed May 1st.
Student Housing told me they're hopeful for us, but no promises.
A silence permeates the house.
It's not an uncomfortable silence. Nobody in the house cares for words much.
The Crown Prince of the house doesn't understand finances. He seems rather happy to have our company 24/7. He shines his naivety upon us effortlessly.
He's pretty blind, but he's always down for shows about animals.
We're nearly out of time together. Through all the issues we face, our aging Prince is our point of focus.
I've always wanted to take his portrait on film, but he'd been camera shy the first 10 years of his life.
I have to ask myself: do I use my camera to record what I love in my life?
I've had this camera with me for almost as long as I've known the Prince. I never worry if it should break, as a machine can always be restored or replaced perfectly.
The Prince is well aware of how much we adore him. He's a bit too sharp when it comes to communicating his desires, because he knows they'll be met.
He's only lived with us for two years. It feels unfair to have to prepare for life without him so soon.
She got him when he was 8 weeks old. She hardly has any memories without him.
Much to her dismay though, he always wants to spend time with me.
He loves us equally, but I think he just wants to make up for lost time.
We know a life without him is drawing closer. But we do our best not to dwell on what that'll be like.
We know eventually, we'll have to smile again.
Even if we can't see him smiling right back.
We like to think out there in the multiverse, there's always a thousand Princes showering us with love.
I believe our brains are more of a TxRx to dimensions beyond our perception rather than meat computers. And when our brains shut off, our experiences return to that multi-dimensional existence.
I hope, when that moment comes, I am greeted with this.
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