It’s not fun having your own little world. Specially when this lttle world of yours pops out on its own without warning, you tend to get sucked in and it’s hard to get out of it. Weird thing it is. You have so much loathing and hate and so much regret and yet you still cling on for hope. A hope you do not know from where it is coming from, but know of it being there.
That feeling of giving up and at the same time not wanting to.
Ah, feelings of conflict.
Picure processed with Darktable. Effect is made with an abuse of curves (chroma scaling on) and generous use of local contrast.