You were on your way. You were taking the path to get you there. But the road was suddenly closed. And now you have to take another way. You thought you had time. That you would have time to get there. But now all you have is time. Time to accept uncertainty.
What I like about this image is how the lines are so delicate and curled. They remind me of the illustrations of the flagella of bacteria from my college microbiology class. The lines are reaching inward in a brief pause, perhaps, before they snap back into action.
By night, so many nights
The lights, so many lights
Illuminate the many faces not there
Keeping sleepless watch …
You never know when something is going to catch your eye––at least I never do. A simple walk from work to my car turned into a photo opportunity. Surely, some people wondered what could that person be taking pictures of. I just couldn’t pass up the opportunity as I took the last pictures on my … Read more Wet Asphalt
I wonder if something befell us and we ceased as a species, what would the archaeologists who might find our planet be able to understand about what we were like. If many of the artifacts of our existence were still present, would they know that we mostly wrote with our right hands, that we shopped … Read more Artifacts of Our Existence
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