no filter. a scrap of a photo found on the camera. who knows when this was taken. it’s been a while since i picked it up. this picture speaks to me as it somehow reveals a bit about me. my house. my inner life. bed is in disarray. fat cat asleep on such disarray. unremovable stickers on the walls and doors hung by some mischievous boy over the past few years. it’s like someone is peeking in.