Wednesday, September 30, 2015


October is the ocean. It is nostalgia. A 2002 Nora Jones album. It is the absence of want because you have all you ever dreamed. It's when the birds look at you like you're a freak and wonder if you're going to feed them.

As complicated as it must be it always feels simple here.

Today I am grateful for photographs and photographers. I am grateful for this story and the other stories out there.

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