Monday, September 22, 2014
when the light hits just right, the sounds of it are around you...
the car alarm,
your sons laughter,
the breeze on the trees.
The wind is warm.
The light coming through the window is just so...
a photographers delight but you do not get your camera.
You look around at the objects around you-
the colors of the objects-
you see your entire life in this moment.
It is beautiful,
it is sad,
it is perfect...
What the fuck am I doing?
Posted by Joetta M. at 12:55 PM