A photo blogger I follow on  Tumblr once said that when she can’t find anything interesting in her photowalks, she takes a photo of her feet instead. I realize that I’ve been doing that a lot lately.

Everyday is a routine for me. I wake up, walk to work, work, play games, work, eat, work, play, work, walk back home. Sometimes, I go to the mall after work, sometimes I jog. But it’s pretty much the same everyday. So excuse me if I run out of things to photograph, because not much really happens to me. So I take shots of me feet instead. Or my shoes. It’s not much, but at least I’m taking photos, I guess.

But I took this photo when I went to Elbi last month. So I guess I still take numerous shots of my shoes. And I realize that I’ve been doing it wherever I go. And it’s really not so bad. It reminds me that I haven’t been to that many places, but I have been to places. For now, that’s enough.

I once confessed to a friend that I really, really want to get closer to Him but I’m having a hard time. She told me that I’m probably not trying hard enough. I figured she’s right.

I’ve been struggling with my faith for so long that I often do not know what to do. But I’m getting closer inch by inch, but I still have a long way to go. There’s also that one little problem wherein I’m unsure if I could still call myself a Catholic despite attending church every Sunday. I’m glad that I talk to God everyday, but following Catholic rituals has been hard for me the past few years.

I sadly cannot talk to anyone about it.