Crazy thought...
I was talking to my mom on the phone today. She is looking at apartments. She said "photos can be so deceiving. Well, you know."
I do know. I am very aware of that.
Is that why I love them?
I thought I loved them because of the opposite.
I thought about it some more.
I realized this.
I think that I love pictures so much because they can be whatever I want them to be. I can plan on them being a certain way, and change my mind. No one gets to say anything about it.
I can make them a complete lie. Or, I can make them a complete truth.
I guess I could be looking into in too much, but I think it works with who I am.
I like to be controlling, but I don't like people to know that.
If I'm good at what I do, no one would know whether or not I manipulated a picture.