Kayleigh, mid-deliberation at our favourite bookshop, torn between literary gravitas and the spatial logistics of her increasingly belligerent bookshelf. Meanwhile, I’m hovering nearby like some deranged footman at the court of Bibliomania, pretending to browse while internally screaming because I just spotted a 400+ kr (~38$) hardback with sprayed edges, an embossed slipcover, and oh joy, it’s book one of a trilogy. Of course it is. Of course. And now I’ve got to pretend I’m made of sterner stuff while my financial stability does a swan dive out the nearest window. Not quite Sophie’s Choice, no, but still a slow, creeping existential collapse disguised as a pleasant afternoon among the shelves.
Shot on a Nikon F3 with a 50mm f/1.8, loaded with Fujifilm Acros II. A classic setup for a classic scene, sharp enough to capture indecision in its purest form, and just enough grain to soften the financial anxiety radiating off the table.
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