Over the past few months (or years), I've been stuck in a rut. I've been in a routine of going to hospital, or going to work. I feel like life hasn't really been in my hands and has been controlled and regulated by my circumstances. While I appreciate that I'm in a unique situation, I can't help but feel that I have been consumed by boredom, monotony, and all the shit I generally hate. On the way to visiting mum in hospital, I thought I would pick up a shitty old russian lomo (the original ones.. not the made in china 'lets pay too much for a box with no aperture, shutter speed, or focus' toys) and took some random pics of stuff. (I am aware of how much of a hipster this makes me sound like).