I think it's strange how we cross paths with so many people everyday yet we never truly get to know ninety percent of them, if that. It could be through a simple hello in the grocery store, a shared smile while passing or even through a hasty apology for stepping on someone else's feet. It's as if, for that split second, you share one moment in time with a complete stranger and only that stranger, only for them to walk off and for you to never see them again.
It's strange how we're all the same yet so different. Strange how we're all capable of the same emotions, yet still, no one seems to really understand anyone. We're blinded by our own little worlds and sometimes it's the little things that bring us back: orange streaks of light breaking through pale, dusty clouds, candles burning low at night, gentle whispers from the wind or the realization of just how small we really are, looking up at a star-strewn sky.
I truly love your photography. I love the mood that they portray and the depth in them. It's really a very rare talent what you have, keep up the amazing work!
Okay. I was just about to simply delete the notification telling me you had posted it, but then I looked at the tiny thumbnail and wasn't really sure what the photo was of, so I clicked on it and took a closer look. I'm glad I did, because then I read everything you wrote and experienced some serious wisdom right there. A really obvious thing, but nobody really seems to notice. Then I fell into a profound, thoughtful trance and stared contemplatively at my computer screen. And now I'm bound and determined to go be creepy-friendly toward strangers.
I've never really stopped to think about that when I'm out with all of these people in public that I'll never see again for the most part. It really is quite interesting... thank you for sharing those lovely words and the amazing photograph ^^
And now I'm bound and determined to go be creepy-friendly toward strangers.