It was probably a form of escapism from all the crap my family was living through. Or therapy. I think calling it therapy makes it sound healthier somehow, the sheer volume of photographs I took last year. I haven’t counted but I’ll bet I took more photos in 2018 than in any other year.
I had so many cameras going at one time that I was losing track of which camera I used for which roll of film. I started writing notes but I also sometimes made a selfie of myself in the bathroom mirror. That way I’d have a sure record of which camera I used for that roll!
As you can see, I decided to try a very short haircut somewhere during 2018. It was interesting, and I got a lot of compliments the first couple days after I came back from the barber. But it isn’t for me long term and I’m back to growing it out sort of like in the first photo.