
Rather, t's a time stamp making it known that I've been at this 365 Photo Project for an entire year.

I'm tempted to let it mean more. I'm fighting in my head labeling this project as a failure.

I mean, it has been 365 days ...

... and I have 310 pictures.

I'm sure you can do that math.

But I'm trying to rewire the perfectionist tendencies of brain.

I'm trying to embrace the imperfection that sometimes accompanies creativity and works of growth.

Because there has been growth in this journey -- growth in knowledge and skill, creativity and inspiration.

And where there is growth, where there is learning, maybe the word failure shouldn't come into play.

And maybe that lesson, should I get it through my thick head, was the intended one all along.

So I'd better not miss it. {Tell me not to miss it.}