(9) Days of summer

Some people find it extremely easy, and even inspiring to take self-portraits in the middle of the doom and gloom. I don't, but I am forced to take a daily picture so here this is.
It is quite chaotic, actually. The elements are random and don't fit with each other... but I guess that is how I feel right now, and as long as the picture reflects my mood, it is fair enough.
But I don't know how to feel. It might be the fright of the uncertain, the surrender after all these months or just my complex personality at a times. But this has to change. I have to enjoy the present and not to worry about the future... but if it isn't leaving up to my expectations, something is going wrong.