Leave it to me to change my mind on a whim.

I was going to continue my photo project from last semester into this semester for my senior thesis work, but I just got a new Idea.

Thinking about how I want to keep a diary, I think that I want to document my last few months in this house. My last few months living with my best friends. My last few months before the real world. Kind of as a diary of photographs. Even if one of them is my room once it gets disastrously messy again. Even if my roommates kind of hate me for it

I don’t know. We’ll see. I think it’d be therapeutic for me, as thoughts of the future have kept me up later at night.

Input is appreciated. What do you think?