I’m in a particular mood, sitting in it, been in it all day. It’s hard to verbalize. Quiet, dense, low. No smiling, no bright colors, no happy faces, and yet it’s not necessarily a bad mood. Moods often feel like that. They’re not always easy to nail down, hard to explain, maybe even defy words. This photo of my brother just kind of sums up this particular mood I’m sitting in at the moment perfectly. It’s raw, mysterious. A mood of its own. The intensity in his eyes… It’s also not a depressed face, not an angry one. Just him. Holding, holding back, and yet still. Pure. Unforced. I chose this one for how it looks. It’s blurred, the light low, feels both real and dreamlike at the same time. There’s no filtering in this mood. The natural low light is a nice contrast to the glow. The mood being exemplified and shown as well.