Whoever thought a low-slow rising moon behind the skeletal black branches would bring back so many memories…
I think it is necessary to feel light.. when one traipses through life. There is too much weight in the air these days. Lest one breathes in the g-heavy particles.
I finished organising my photos today and realised I have 500 of them of various denominations and articles that I dont even remember shooting.
Clearing backlogs is such a cathartic process, n’est pas?
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It is equally important that one feels the warmth that comes with light.
Sometimes, away from the ones we love… warmth can do wonders.
ah but one needs sensitive skin to feel the warmth.. If only..