There are days when I’d rather be anywhere but wherever I am; but mostly, I’d rather be in the calming company of Nature..
If only a bench could relate the experiences of all the people that it has supported… Stories of togetherness, and of loneliness. Moments of strength, and of weakness. Feelings of happiness, and of sadness. This bench must have seen it all, and yet, it always seems like it is waiting for the next person it would meet.
Textures and patterns in everyday objects can seem extraordinary and out of this world when one pays a little attention to them.
People going about their daily lives. Sometimes, I wonder what their stories are — it’s interesting to not have the time to observe or interact with them, and just imagine a narrative..
It’s a wonder I stopped to click a picture before digging into this bowl of comfort food. I used to extensively use this retro camera app on my phone then, but the pictures started to increasingly deteriorate in quality so it’s long gone from my device now..
Are words even necessary?.