On photography (or lack thereof)

Listening to: The Stranglers - No More Heroes (1977) I have sort of completely stopped taking photographs.It's been a gradual process, punctuated by the odd short bursts of images (for example, when I went to London last month) but beyond that the camera has been sitting quietly on the shelf, not exactly gathering dust (I keep my office clean) but certainly slowly draining the battery. I rather impulsively bought a lens last week (this one) hoping it might spark some more enthusiasm but to be honest, it's probably going to sit on the shelf too. And it's not even arrived yet, it's still somewhere in China waiting to be loaded onto a boat. I'd cancel the purchase but I can't be arsed. I'll wait till it gets here, and, who knows, it might reignite something. Photography, like music and baseball, suffers from the fact that there is so much of it. You're swamped with Instagram, Foto, Threads now too, even Bear has it's fair share of photographers. And they're all really good, and I'm just…