I met Matthias in Hughes Landing before his dinner tonight. I didn’t want to be a nuisance lugging my (actually very small) tripod up to the eleventh floor. I thought I would be too distracting, but it turns out, trying to shoot a self portrait without one is way more complicated and conspicuous. Lesson learned: when we do this in public, just take the tripod.
He said tonight he feels like he used to in the locker room before basketball games. Butterflies in his stomach. Hopeful. Ready to kill it. Life circumstances have been hard... like, really, really hard recently. But seeing him happy... seeing him excited... it fills my love tank alllllll the way up.